Black Fifty, Most Nifty
We raise our glasses while waving the black flag
to friends sailing through the mid-century drag.
When embracing Kathy and Ginny
we will concede to know the skinny
since passions rise steady while body parts sag.
Copyright © John Weber | Year Posted 2009
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