She was the plainest girl or so they said,
Misunderstood and ignored in her small town,
A social outcast amongst her peers,
No one danced with her at her high school prom - dressed as she was in a beautiful peach chiffon gown.
A breathtaking girl with red titian curls and blue - green eyes,
In rock and roll she found purpose and a zest for life,
She immersed herself in the latest sights, sounds and memorabilia from this hedonistic nirvana,
It lifted her spirits from her miserable, boring, everyday life and its strife.
To the streets of LA she headed after high school graduation,
Her humble early small town beginnings firmly in the past,
On the LA rock scene she emerged as a goddess and ultimate rock chick,
She lived her life and to the fullest, happy, fun loving, exciting and very fast.
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Author:
FineBul (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 3rd, 2019 13:00
- Comment from author about the poem: I have been inspired to write this poem recently as I'm going through a bit of a The Who revival listening to my CDs and watching DVDs. Enjoy!
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Comments2
Hi Outback!
I've been watching The Who live in Texas 1975
Oh boy these guys rock. What a great concert.
Keith Moon wow drummer genius extraordinaire!
Keep writing Fine B!
Boone FineB, May her life be ful of rock n roll.
Hello Goldfinch60,
Thank you.
Glad you liked the poem!
Keep rocking and writing
Fineb
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