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Hippies use side door
by Ed Matlack

Sunday, September 11, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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"The '60s are gone, dope will never be as cheap, sex never as free, and the rock and roll never as great."
Abbie Hoffman



Hippies use side door…(I miss the 60’s)


Can’t drink from the same fountain,

Can’t use the same front door,

Does this remind you of the south and north?

In a time when human beings were less than citizens,

They couldn’t even celebrate July fourth…


Long hair and clothing that was different,

Drugs and love and sex, living free of rent,

So many there were, they lived and well meant,

They did what they did in a time well spent,

Now so many years past tense they have no need to repent…


A different language they spoke,

Groovy, peace, love, and taking a toke,

Maybe their childhood forgotten in smoke,

The next generation did nothing but coke…


Trips beyond the astral plain,

In their heads acid did screw up their brain,

Drugs created to help the insane,

Found to be used for the self to entertain…

        © ed ~ 9/11/05




"Erotic politicians, that's what we are. We're interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos and activity that appears to have no meaning."
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Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 9/11/2005
Hey you are not THAT old....musta be a little young for doing all these thing...anyways...I also remember those days...watching the others do their thingy!!
I only came of age in the very LATE sizties early seventies!!

Anyways...enjoyed this!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by E T Waldron 9/11/2005
yeah! you make it sound so great and it was in some respects!Too bad so many died so young from overdose and other "dose" it proved that the concept of letting it all hang out, was a big thing! We always tend to romanticize those era's of new ideas and "free thought" like the twenties etc...somehow we never seem to find a balance we can live well with. Excellent write Ed!;-)

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