Abba Arrived In Living Color

Abba arrived in living color,
a dream introduced by Super Trouper,
I was headlined as the Dancing Queen,
Mamma Mia wasn't even seen.

Fernando was my Spanish escort
who spoke French to me by
asking, 'Voulez vous?"
I answered back with how do you do?

Abba sang away as the disco ball swayed,
barely hanging when it finally dropped
creating an SOS and Waterloo moment
as dancers dispersed with much torment.

Too much action in this dream,
how peaceful the day before you came,
just as I was waking up Money, Money, Money
fell from the ceiling on top of my honey.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Radice Avatar
March 11, 2020 at 5:07 AM
Thank you for your poem Your poem I'm reading, Thanks for all the joy it's bringing... Hey, even in the height of the punk era, Abba were everyones private favourite group...and yes, I have all their albums :)
Walker Avatar
March 11, 2020 at 8:42 AM
Gary, so glad to hear from another fan of Abba. Thank you for your encouraging comment. ~ Sonia
Allison Avatar
March 10, 2020 at 9:37 AM
clever use of the Abba Titles, their music will live on forever they were a supergroup indeed:-) hugs Jan xx
Walker Avatar
March 10, 2020 at 10:04 AM
Jan, I appreciate your upbeat comment on one of my favorite groups. Hugs, Sonia.
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