There at a glance Are hundreds at a dance, Rumps abounding, shaking, The less endowed, faking; All but one having A grand time hazarding The Deejay’s pomp For Saturday’s romp — Poor lass, her heart intertwines In ’Nam’s unending headlines.
There at a glance
Are hundreds at a dance,
Rumps abounding, shaking,
The less endowed, faking;
All but one having
A grand time hazarding
The Deejay’s pomp
For Saturday’s romp —
Poor lass, her heart intertwines
In ’Nam’s unending headlines.
For those who wait at home. For news that will hopefully never come.