Don't you remember...
We built this Sity on rocks and soul?
We funky as can be..
Rocking the running man...we never late
Ten, nine, eight
You's were rocking on round the clock... shakin them hips...
Seven, Six
Them cool cats over there, sliding it on home...
Moon walkin on its lightning...
Five, four, three
Our celebrations, all dancing nations under Gods eternal sun...
And two, and one...
Done Baby! ! !
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Celebrations of life! ! With the muse of mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.