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Beverley is a long-time Procol fan and friend, living in Fort Lauderdale. You may remember in a previous Shine On she told us about her New York hairdressing salon Procol Hairum. When in Florida on holiday in May Gary and Franky had their usual haircuts from Beverley. Which reminded Shine On of a previous haircutting pic from many years ago!
I couldn’t wait to see my pals It’s always such a treat and now… This time they were here for some fun and sun And I was ready to take them and run |
The Brookers had called and said "We
are here" Coming from them, it’s always so dear May in Fort Lauderdale will never be the same Well, maybe only, if we can do it all again |
While Gary and a friend went off to fish Franky, the Saleby’s and I simply dished There was shopping and primping and dinners galore Then Pete Solley suggested we explore |
Think Gary will sit in with my "Nickel
and Dime" band? It didn’t take long for him to turn rock into sand People came running from adjoining stores I believe they came running from the upper floors |
The band held tight, you could hear the
lift I sat there listening to this incredible gift … The night was graced when on a whim Pete duly revealed another side to him |
Citing his lady "Pete never
sings" I wasn’t the only one loving this thing! Evangelines was the name of the place I doubt they will ever forget Gary’s face |
For when it came time to even the till They gratefully removed twenty percent from the bill! It wasn’t enough, we can’t stop now …. His birthday is Friday, we’ll get him to bow |
Eli and Cherie opened their doors To any and all who might feel the lure Speaking of lures, the cake was a fish And everyone there prepared a great dish! |
The proclamation by Panama Phred Got even better donning a hat on Gary’s head The party was great and started to sail When Gary broke into that good ole Rum Tale |
The hush that suddenly filled the air The voice distinct and full of flair … I reached for the hand that was closest to me In awe of what had just befell we |
It was his day to chill and rest Instead he chose to give us his best It was intended he not soon forget Now we were listening to one of his sets |
Like the times that have come, many
before Will I ever get over it is they who give more I stretch and I stretch my imagination How is it they came into my creation? |
It all ended too soon, it always does Dreadfully "The Goodbyes" are never a plus All I can hope is that I screwed up their hair And they have to return to get it repaired! |
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