There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned-out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
Hollies, Block 25.
The funniest part of the day was when the woman kept struggling to get on the bucking bronco. One of the biggest ovations of the day was when she finally got on, bless her.