Flower Power On the Side of a Vw Bus
I had heard of flower power, but this was extra nice
I sat and stared at the bus as I enjoyed a pizza slice.
Who painted your flowers? I asked a hippie all gray.
My wife, he told me. Aren’t they merry and gay?
They are fantastic, look three-dimensional in a way.
He called for his wife. She was an artist named Fay.
I am glad you like them, this kind of made my day.
Excited too, I took a selfie of me and Fay by the bay.
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