© Marie Marshall.Twitter @MairibheagM
Except a poet pork-rined in Pasadena…
haha… ok… that was good… you had me humming with the title…oh this song won’t get out of my mind for a few hours now…
I’m thinking you don’t mean this one:
Xanadu – Olivia Newton John sings like white bread. No poet ought be locked up anywhere. Sinful.
Funny, but DDDBM&T always come into my mind before Olivia.
Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick, and Titch.
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