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The Mayfly Dance
The Mayfly Dance
It snowed on Christmas Eve
Nineteen Seventy Six
But that was later.
Earlier we had all met up
In our favourite student pub
Everyone under age and eager
The girls in cheesecloth shirts
And tight fitting Levis
The boys sporting long hair and moustaches
We didn’t look Seventeen
As we chose the jukebox plays
Of Zeppelin, Skynyrd ...
Saturday 20th May 2017 12:41 pm
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