Very little of consequence to say,
Most of it disgusting,
Or on the trail to revolting,
I come to you on my knees,
Cause I cannot arise,
After falling from a tree…
Laundry, the worst job for me,
I like when Rene does it for free,
So while it’s getting done I climb back up in my tree,
For that is where I live, thats me…
We hippies are a thing from the past,
Did we really think that we could outlast,
The naysayers of truth, trial & tribulation,
The gatherers of the winds Nature,
Those that then did put us down,
Our way of life said to be that of a clown,
I could go on and on with this kind of dribble,
But in the end it will only work out to just so much scribble…
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...you've put together a truly funny
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Congratulations!
You don't look hippy to me, maybe a little lanky or bloated. Since I had my feet planted firmly on the ground and realized very early that nobody was going to freely take care of me when my paralysis made it impossible for me to take care of myself, I never floated off into Nirvana like so many did, and then turned into cock sucking capitalist bastards! We all couldn't be multimillion dollar rock stars.
I do like some of the philosophy and most of the music, though. "Come on, people now, let's all get together, and love one another, right now." See what I mean?
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Jane
verse...still laughing!...without
releasing methane...and contributing
to the...not so funny!...greenhouse
gasses emissions effect...
Congratulations!
I do like some of the philosophy and most of the music, though. "Come on, people now, let's all get together, and love one another, right now." See what I mean?
Ron
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Deborah
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