Not for breakfast anymore,
Nor lunch or dinner,
Tripped to school,
Home to the big blue pool,
What did I learn,
The sun did my eyes burn..
Gym class was an experience,
Sat in the bleachers, being yelled at by the coach,
Never heard a word, he spoke with the head of a roach,
Cube and blotter it did come by,
At Woodstock the white rabbit was fine,
The yellow banana was definitely not wine,
My eyes did in the sun feel poached..
Hoffman and Leary did comment,
Dropped lids with total consent,
Expanded were the senses,
Emotion, memory and awareness affected,
Hearing colors, seeing sounds, tasting tactile sensations,
All this and more was the acid trip,
Made one feel during most quite hip..
© ed 1/28/06