At The Boogaloo April 8, 2023April 8, 2023 ~ Frank Solanki Twas a summer sexy and boldAnd all that glittered was actually goldBut I cant rememberWas it June or DecemberI think I must be getting old Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Like Loading... Related Published by Frank Solanki Making the world a better place one poem at a time. View all posts by Frank Solanki
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