Alice

Alice I got my draft notice in 1971 Nam was winding down I didn’t wanna go. So, I started hummin a song, just a few bars mind you about Alice, you remember Alice. This is a song about Alice and the war of course. I thought I would have to report Then I remembered my special crime I committed in Stockbridge, Mass. Garbage, that was the ticket. My friend and I had put our garbage In a pile with other garbage Sad part was we left an envelope with my name on it. Officer Obie tracked me down that clever scoundrel. We thought we would be charged with a misdemeanor. Oh no, we were charged with a minor felony and fined $250 and Had to pick up that garbage. I had to still report to the draft board. I walked in and this fast talkin’ sergeant Has me fill out all kinda forms. Then, the last question was Have you been rehabilitated? I was perplexed. How could they ask me to kill women and children and wonder if I was remorseful of my special crime of littering. I told the sergeant so and he told me we don’t like your kind and to get out. Went back to Stockbridge, Mass and Had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with Alice-you remember Alice. It has been twenty years. I need to get back to Stockbridge and see if Alice still has her restaurant.