Nostalgia Education Poems

   Too stoned to care
     wild eyes and hair
   My friend and I dare
   ...

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  In the sixties I went to university
    where I experienced much diversity

  For example, among fraternities
 ...

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                Panagiota and The Autopsy


An autopsy, I found, educational to...

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See the girls on the corner 
In tight tanks 
And micro minis
Popping gum
Locking eyes 
Driving boys wild
See the sunlight 
Outline their curls in gold
Memories of...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I remember the lineups in highschool
we all wanted to study spanish
that sexy exotic language
stirring our dreams to travel

but a selected few where taken aside
we were...

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Oh, these trees, arms reaching as they
      did then, but even wiser ... perhaps I as
    ...

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University days
Idealist dreams
Larger than life
Young and free
Wild and debonair
Our future ahead of us
Music without a care
No money
In our pockets
The world
In the palm
Of our hand
Life at...

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I miss the likes of you
good times together
academic gymnastics
intellectual escapades
cerebral adventures
spiritual experiments

I miss the likes of you
missing most
that I never ever
ever found any other
the likes...

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Roaring Twenties

Nostalgia and age like bacon and eggs,
With buttered toast and jam on the side for breakfast;
And coffee, and a glass of orange juice to...

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Hidden in the recess
Developing within the walls
A system to educate 
A system that evolves
Statistically a witness to charts and scales
The beginning of the grading towards...

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He had no insight into the mysteries
Of the gilded sports 
Of the British social elite,
By the time he arrived at his beloved college,
Long, long ago...

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I’ve seen a wasteful of these dry classrooms,
One study in particular mocks me, 
The textbook that never retired till June, 
Indeed, her mass theories taunted...

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OH THOSE DAYS,THOSE DAYS.FARMERS FARMED ,YES THEY FARMED NATURAL WERE THE FOOD CROPS,YES NATURAL I SAY. THE TASTE WAS SUPER GOOD,THE CROPS NATURAL IN ALL...

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They called it school
I called it hell 
From the huge imposing prison like doors
To the doom like toll of the bell
Everyday the same
Running for the...

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