It’s hard going to /
singles’ dances and hearing/
- Somebody to Love.
It’s hard going to /
singles’ dances and hearing/
Cute young thing,/
her daddy driving/
their white minivan,/
puts her hands/
out the window/
as we go/
wind surfing,/
smiling,/
with me,/
rocking Queen./
My first freeway dance.
Will someone,
PLEASE!
beg Utah radio DJs
to STOP!
their silly prattling
over the final
epic
“GONG!”
at the end of
Queen’s
“Bohemian Rhapsody“?
Let the gong
song
FINISH!
Because
it does
really
matter
to me.
(Any way the wind blows).
A car swerved and cut/
me off just as Queen sang, loud,:/
“Let him go!” I did.
She sits, mountain queen,/
rebirthing on her birthday./
Do hills sing happy?