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 © Sonia Walker | Year Posted 2020
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