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We spent ten long years dancing with Misques and the Cuties,
We got to know the other dancers well while doing our duty,
Dancing all over the country having so very much family fun.
This is a final tribute to our dancing friends before I’m done. Continue reading
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The Rhythm Aces clog team always had so much friendly fun,
We were one big happy family clogging together on the run.
But we also played together sometimes getting a little bit wild,
Often releasing all our inhibitions together like a young child. Continue reading
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Here’s just a few Billericks with Rhythm Aces starring,
We got along so good dancing together never sparring.
I do these by writing whatever pops right into my head,
I will preserve these memories until the day I’m dead. Continue reading
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There once was a Hawg Jaw that tried to write Billericks,
Who wasn’t too good with the short four line pick ups.
But he just didn’t care because he was getting no pay,
So all he did was to make it silly as around he did play. Continue reading
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When our girls, Kristi and Tamara, were growing up in style,
They tried a lot of different things doing well with their smiles.
I can’t cover everything they participated in with this poem,
So I’ll just hit the highlights of the things they had going. Continue reading
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I have a few questions for which I would like an answer.
These questions have haunted me deep down like a cancer,
Making me wonder why I just never asked back in the past.
I hope you respond to the questions I took the time to ask. Continue reading
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On Artillery Hill near Pleiku, Vietnam, was the 52nd Artillery Group,
The Aviation Section there was part of that very fine Army troop.
The soldiers who ran it were a very special group of Army men.
From all over the United States working hard in that foreign land. Continue reading