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May 2012
Dancing Queen
of youthful nights,
of crystal globes
and stobing lights.
To say that you
are gone seems wrong,
for we still have your
voice in song.

For one night only,
with no repeat,
I'd join the scrum
of dancing feet.
In tune, in time
with your talented drummer
My Queen ,you gave us
endless Summer.
Seems like only yesterday I was gyrating awkwardly beneath the flashing disco ball at Cheries....
John F McCullagh
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John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
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