Miklos Panos – Legend

Made up your name
It sounds like someone
Maybe Grecian
Or Hungarian
Miklos Panos
Where are you?

I can’t stop saying it
Day in day out
Played some footie
Scored for country
Miklos Panos
Where are you?

Say you’re out there
Living somewhere
On the playa
Costa Brava
Miklos Panos
Where are you?

Tell me something
Nod and quick wink
Black shirt open
Chest all golden
Miklos Panos
Where are you?

The girls adore you
Say they’ll kiss you
Secret whispers
In the discos
Miklos Panos
Where are you?

I can’t stop this song
Turning all wrong
Rhymes are all dross
Such a dead loss
Miklos Panos
We don’t need you

Sorry mate.

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4 thoughts on “Miklos Panos – Legend

    • thanks Sue, bit of a silly one this one. I came across this old photo some time back, it was taken in Majorca in 1973 on a boat trip. The man was pouring cheap wine down my ten year old throat (I cropped myself out of the picture). I started imagining his life and gave him the name Miklos Panos which came to me one day. And so the legend was born, well sort of. Whoever he was/is I’m sure he will have no idea he has become the inspiration for a poem all these years later. Glad you enjoyed.

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