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I saw an ad in the local paper A reunion for the class of 54 I decided I would attend I’ve never been to one before It should be grand and lots of fun So I rented a tux and black tie Put new batteries in me hearing aid Bought a wig and polished me eye I emptied a bottle of old spice Did me toupee nice with brylcream I soaked me teeth in steredent Then gargled with some Listerine I soon arrived in splendid form Smelling my very best It was held in a hall at an old folks home A place called the shady rest It’s the fortieth year and it’s very clear Every one is out to impress Even the Janes that was always plain Wore their most elegant dress They came round with name tags But didn’t have one for me Then suddenly I remembered I was in the class of 53. ©Hazel
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Sep 9, 2012
Sep 9, 2012 at 2:24 PM UTC
Class of 54
I saw an ad in the local paper A reunion for the class of 54 I decided I would attend I’ve never been to one before It should be grand and lots of fun So I rented a tux and black tie Put new batteries in me hearing aid Bought a wig and polished me eye I emptied a bottle of old spice Did me toupee nice with brylcream I soaked me teeth in steredent Then gargled with some Listerine I soon arrived in splendid form Smelling my very best It was held in a hall at an old folks home A place called the shady rest It’s the fortieth year and it’s very clear Every one is out to impress Even the Janes that was always plain Wore their most elegant dress They came round with name tags But didn’t have one for me Then suddenly I remembered I was in the class of 53. ©Hazel
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hazel-connelly
68/F/English
Sep 9, 2012
Sep 9, 2012 at 2:24 PM UTC
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