My Cool Cat Gang

They were sixties cool, the cool cat gang.
All fliggerty and biggerty, with a big loud bang.
We were twitterpatated by them, amazed for sure.
They were the ultimate cool cats, who made us pure.

If you did not survive the sixties, you do not know
The joy that these cool cats give to our memory glow.
They uplift us and bring us joy with their beatnik beat.
If you understand these words, you are my kind of sweet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 10:29 AM
Oh, yes, I remember them well, Caren. I loved the sixties!
Krutsinger Avatar
August 21, 2022 at 11:20 AM
Me too Hank! Me too!
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