Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Good Book

The Good Book

In the beginning we had Rock ‘n Roll
On the Classical Master it did take its toll
Rhythm gave birth to the Black gospel choir
The Blues had the heavens filled with desire

Pop went the soda fountain amid the celestial noise
Jazzed up fries sizzling for all the girls and boys
Country Folk mammies grilling up hot dog and burger
The juke-box inspired teenager merger

Bluegrass was the kind of grass you couldn’t smoke
Funky moonshine gave the gut a jolting poke
Blueberry Hill was a place to test the passion
Rigid bras and girdles no doubt a problem fashion

In the beginning the Good Book gave us the beat
Harmonic magic coated the darkened street
In the end the world turned to Grunge
The Punks absorbed humanity like a sponge.

Thank you,
Joseph Pede

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