When I heard all the balladeers, and big bands, I thought “Neat”.
But one day Rock and Roll came by with a boogie-woogie beat.
The whole world changed in 18 months as youngsters got the chance
To say their piece in their own songs, and dance a different dance.
Lively, quick, exuberant, and dark subversive too.
New poets writing newer lines, and humour squeezing through.
A brash new way of thinking for all under twenty three.
And a sad and staid reaction from those who could not see
That for people who poo-pooed it since Rock and Roll begun.
The over-riding point was missed, .
Rock and Roll was FUN!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A block-long Pink Cadillac 'Rag-Top'populated by Maybelline, Caledonia, and Sweet Little Sixteen. 'Way To Go Bro! '