Greetings
They took away my peacenik beads
and things I like to puff.
My bell bottom worn out jeans,
blue, with paisley cuffs.
Head to toe in olive drab,
taught me how to march.
shaved my head, learned ways to kill,
two years without my fluff.
Copyright © Charlie Knowlton | Year Posted 2018
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