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Bell Bottoms

In the 60's, dungarees (Not jeans, if you recall) Were worn with big wide flaring bells And floor-length they would fall. My favorite pair were cut real low, Hip-hugging and skin-tight. A fringy belt of suede made sure My clothes looked out-of-sight. The bottoms grazed the ground and thus Would rip and slightly shred. I added some embroidery; You'd notice that instead. Today my jeans are from the Gap And though they're kinda flared, They're nothing like the ones I wore When hippie fashions fared. But I'm no longer who I was Back then, so young and free, When my embroidered bells announced The me I hoped to be.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 1/19/2016 5:28:00 AM
When we look back at old photos........How cool were we. Us guys did "Bells" and "Bags" in pants - not so much embroidery, more important they looked well filled! happy days.
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Date: 12/27/2015 3:01:00 PM
Great memories Ilene really enjoyed your poem:-) hugs Jan xx7
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