Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Nostalgiaddiction

      Cutting a rug on the dance floor
      They thought they were the bees’ knees
          But they were really the hoi polloi
 
      Whereas we tripped the light fantastic
      Making us the cat’s pajamas
          ~ The real McCoy

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Line Gauthier March 27, 2025 at 5:38 AM witty !

Michael Tor March 26, 2025 at 3:50 AM So witty you are Mr Gershon...

Karen Jones March 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM lol fun! What BeeGees song comes to mind?

Kim Rodrigues March 25, 2025 at 5:55 PM You have a way with words! Awesome! Gershon Wolf March 25, 2025 at 9:26 PM Interesting that you feel that way. All I did was run two words together. ~ Merlin the Magician

Regina Elliott March 25, 2025 at 3:50 PM Good one, Gershon. The slang of the good 'old days. Brings back sweet remembrance. Thank you for the nostalgia ride! :))))) Gershon Wolf March 25, 2025 at 9:27 PM Put another dime in the jukebox, Regina.

Ilene Bauer March 25, 2025 at 2:39 PM nicely done, gershon! i enjoyed... Gershon Wolf March 25, 2025 at 9:29 PM Good to hear, Ilene. Keep those morning walks going, my friend.

John Read March 25, 2025 at 9:07 AM Hi Gershon, I rate my dancing moves as Total Disaster. Gershon Wolf March 25, 2025 at 9:31 PM I rate mine as 'Three-Feet-Going-Four-Different-Directions.'

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2025 at 11:23 PM Cute. And I surely remember most of those expressions. Gershon Wolf March 25, 2025 at 9:33 PM I not only remember them. I invented them. ~ T.T.T. Tall-Tale-Teller