Trippy Hippy
What's wrong with Hippies,
who like taking trippies
or smoke funny ciggies.
Freedom of mind, while brain is reclined,
no longer blind, the answers I find,
connections that bind, while time hits rewind.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Copyright © John-Ovan.P. Hull | Year Posted 2011
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