Woman Chile

Back then in the 70s' I was a woman-chile In hot pants, boots And a gypsy cut. But, When I grow up (I'm seventy-seven) I want to marry Neil Young, go straight To heaven, be That old lady waitin' For his knock On the door. O Baby, can I have Some more.

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James Marshall Goff

Date: 7/11/2009 8:27:00 AM

Nola! Light my fire!! great poem! don't see the poem posted that you mention in your kind comments! jimbo

Daver Austin

Date: 3/24/2009 1:57:00 PM

I love your style, so refreshing. Who is Neil Young? Please don't be offended. Back in the 70s I was listening to nothing but long hair music, thought the beetles were fruits, just an all around stuffy sonofa__________! Nola, you are a real hippster! Love, daver