The Wednesday Poem #45 - Times Up

A found poem is a poem comprising of extracts of other peoples work. I was sorting out some old lyrics etc, when I found one I wrote in 1981 or 1982 for an ex girlfriend (she wasn't best pleased about it, for reasons at the time I found unfathomable). It is  a conglomeration of lines from my favourite punk rock songs. At the time I was rather pleased with how clever I was, but now I think it's rather rubbish! But I was wondering how many of the punk rock aficionado's out there can "name those tunes". A free pot noodle at Mill Hill Music Complex to the first to get them all!

Times Up

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn!

When you come to the phone your voice is thick and sexy

Goes straight to my head 

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn! 

Oh you're so pretty and the clothes you wear, they're so fine

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn! 

I'd like to get to know you, you're deep frozen like ice

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn!

Oh you're so pretty and the clothes you wear, they're so fine

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn!

But things don't last forever and somehow baby They never really do 

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn!

What is this feeling called Love, what is this crazy scene I can't work out

You're only seventeen, you got a lot to learn!

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Here's a little clue to one of them!

There's always a good excuse to play The Ramones