Heard you on the radio station, <br />Singing to the entire nation; <br />Songs of peoples love and pain, <br />Sweet soft loving Jean. <br /> <br />When we were kids still at school, <br />And puppy love was so cool; <br />We were often in itchy flame, <br />Playing the looking game. <br /> <br />Where has all of this gone now? <br />It has drained all up somehow, <br />Glowing eyes sweet puppy love, <br />Two little turtledoves.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/27-from-what-s-really-happening-in-54-numbers/
