Freaky and Weird
We grew our hair down to our shoulders
Hirsute we were, moustaches and beards
Turned up our noses at those who were older
'Cos we were so hip, so freaky, so weird
Revved up our stereos, going stone-deaf
Dropped pill after pill, of common sense bereft
Wore psychedelic threads to match our psychedelic brains
We thought ourselves 'free,' but we were really in chains
Don't ask me if the Sixties were 'wonderful years!'
~ Just leave me alone with my cigars and my beer
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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