girls waft around the gymnasium in poodle skirts,
hopping in bare feet, tender as celery stalks.
The boys in their blue jeans running a muck in the ladies dorm.
Entering the Eddies while the cruisers wail,
panties falling like confetti streamers durring a peace-time parade
hail hail rock and roll
All the swinging judges trying to pick out the winning pairs,
While the darlings, trying to figure whats theirs
Window shopping lingerie boutique
Irene and her balconette chanting oh romeo, Romeo what upbeat buoyancy
prude Jude and her lacy warm, paint the town red, maidenform
who knew Bobbie wore a lycra bullet, she's a sweater girl.
It's all just dacron and nylon waves of hands above the floor
The yearbook's open to suggestions
perhaps something cha cha chagrin
Roy and Gable laying under a table
strumming their ukeleles at the paper moon.
The dames tying their figures up on legs
the boys a howling in the punch
The party hopping, panties all over the place
the 1952 Shiloh memorial panty raid
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