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When you got up at 3 AM.
and you are all alone
the house is dark.
you wear a frown.

Finally dawn begins a little bit now.
It's 6:30 AM, and work is soon.

You realize the night's ended
And you were alone again
Your love and romance partner is thousands of
miles away.

One rule please remember
One thing never forget
Don't get onto you tube
and listen to abba.
ConnectHook Jan 2016
My fantasies turned blonde in ‘seventy-six.

Bjorn, Benny, flickas, sailed  from East to West.

Santa Lucia never shone so blessed

as she did in my private Euro-mix.

Perfect pop longs for that feminine fix.

Cassette wheels whirred –  branding, then impressing

grooves upon the brain; my thrall confessing

love for Nordic light (in Disco metrics).

The names still strike flames, kindling bright renown:

Frida, Agnetha  –  your longships linger

Your Viking faces sacked my harbor town.

portaging hope to this shipwrecked singer,

enwreathing smiles to reach our further shore.

I Do… (times five – and will forevermore).
ABBA make me cry in my beer ever single freaking time.
So why not re-post my epic tribute poem...
ConnectHook Sep 2015
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My fantasies turned blonde in ‘seventy-six.

Bjorn, and the flickas sailed  from East to West.

Santa Lucia never shone so blessed

as she did in my private Euro-mix.

Perfect pop longs for that feminine fix.

Cassette wheels whirred –  branding, then impressing

grooves upon the brain; my thrall confessing

love for Nordic light (in Disco metrics).

The names still strike flames, kindling bright renown:

Frida, Agnetha  –  your longships linger

Your Viking faces sacked my harbor town.

portaging hope to this shipwrecked singer,

enwreathing smiles to reach our further shore.

I Do… (times five – and will forevermore).
https://connecthook.wordpress.com/2013/08/09/abba-76-77/

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There are many ways to count to three,
Hundreds maybe thousands of ways,
Recall how many times you've counted,
Every time it started with uno, dos, tres,
Extraordinary number that 3
Fourth line down you almost counted one, two, three :p didn't you?
Borges Jun 2014
Me desaciste y me hiciste humano otra vez, con el silencio de una azul rosa y la terminación de una seńal, y la ortografia de tu cuerpo, la ****** que oculta mi novia...
Abba

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