Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

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

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Michael Tor October 21, 2022 at 7:13 PM Ha Gershon remembered it well my friend. I used to love watching Chuck Barris of the Gong show. Confessions Of A Dangerous Mind was a true life story. He (Chuck) claimed to be an assassin for the CIA. Truth is stranger than fiction. Enjoyed reading this Gershon always brings back the memories that were the best times of my life. A favorite to always be reminded. Thank you for posting and enjoy your weekend my friend... Gershon Wolf October 22, 2022 at 8:35 PM Ha, ha! Good ole Chuckie Baby! ~ The Unknown Comic

Jeff Kyser October 20, 2022 at 8:16 PM More of a 70s guy myself, but it was a bong time ago… Gershon Wolf October 20, 2022 at 8:43 PM Cheech and Chong. Viet Cong and Bong. And Chuck Barris will be right back with 'more stuff!' ~ L.A. Display

Eve Roper October 20, 2022 at 7:56 PM Thank goodness I never fell into all that mixed up stuff. I am with you give me the beer, no cig... I quite 35 years ago. Many blessing my friend from all of Halloween. Gershon Wolf October 20, 2022 at 8:42 PM Good for you, Eve. It was an era to be ashamed of, not to glory in. But leave it to our media, and to the chest-thumpers of our generation to turn it into a near-religious rite of passage. Disgusting, I say... :) gw

Becky Forbes October 20, 2022 at 7:54 PM Not port with your cigar? Was my favorite combo back in my drinking days. Oh wait... doesn't rhyme Gershon Wolf October 20, 2022 at 8:40 PM Ha, ha! 'MY' cigar?! Do you think that this is about me?! Beware of a Wolf in Sheep's Clothing, BF! :) gw