There was Louie the fly
Who'd want to fly by
There was Madge who
Soaked your hands in Palmolive goo
There was the Rolladoor song
That Geelong supporters sing along
Your Mum Mister Sheened your furniture
To a sparkling shine so sure
These commercials I remember on television
That as soon as I think of them they are in my vision.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How wonderful to reflect on these great memories. We believed in these products and competition was scarce. Times have changed.