Greasers Poems - Poems about Greasers

...Bound by the Streets, where the poor Class prevails, With Cold, hardened hearts, some are born by jail With slicked-back hair and a comb in our hands, We Greasers survive in a rough, Tough land T......

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...There's an innocent time that I recall when every girl is Cinderella at a bobby-sox ball each guy, a penny-loafer prince in a white letter sweater and the jukebox music keeps getting better ......

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...My blind date Frank showed up at the door, his curly hair was slick with grease, a mad plaid jacket topped his Bermuda shorts, as a pink ivy-league shirt showed his neck warts. I took one look ......

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...Fronts Has coldness jarred this rain to life? or warming earth given it motion? do leaves have a season to fall or does the earth just need a blanket in the winter? Leaves are sprouts aga......

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...The smell from the burger van hits my nose It makes me hungry, I'll buy one I s’pose “Two pound fifty”, the greaseman says How effin’ much! The price nowadays For a fat and gristle patty To make......

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...ds to a nearbly pizzeria, Our typical garb in those days was leather jackets, With cut off denim jacket adorned with chains and iron crosses, A sort of motorcycless Hells Angel's Wanna-Be, Well we were bothering no one, But a nearby table with 7 or 8 "greasers", Were taking great joy at insulting my long hair, Referencing me to some sort of Indian, With some "impolite" remarks about Barry's nose... We listened to this for a while, Until one......

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