i miss my music
i miss my weed
i am so tired
of all this
corporate greed
and politics
so mired in crud
even dirtier
than woodstock's
mud
i do not want
get in my hair
i want to grow it
as long as
my underwear
which in those days
it was the style
not to wash it to often
wearing that funny
yellow smile
i want my bong
my VW bus
theses SUVs
are just too
much fuss
peace and love
21st century
but the 60s
are the best
part of me.
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