at our
parents or grandparents
telling us
tales of walking ten
miles in the snow
to get to school,
our children laugh at us
when we reminisce
about ten cent cokes,
a dime for a phone call.
quarter hamburgers
and twelve cent fries.
we tell them about hiding
under our desks
to protect us from
the atomic bomb.
we talk about
Elvis and Chubby
Elvis and Chubby
Checker, doing the twist,
the limbo,
how we grew our hair
long like the Beatles,
and how we knew the words
to every song
from Marvin Gaye
to the Dave Clark Five,
every song
on the radio that is,
except of course,
Louie Louie.
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