Hippy Poems - Poems about Hippy

establishing a relationship with you built on an exaggerated truth complicated by the strain if loves the remedy don't tell me that it can't fix what wrong tween me and you it aint my self esteem Darling I say it's you everything I say is only talk: man whats a man to do Fear of rejection keeps me here don't wanna break it off everyone needs someone who's real and...

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Barefooted, I keep sliding Shuffling down the Long Grass Street To the fountain of Poseidon Where some ageless people meet Think it’s time to see my friend And a dog of hers as well Time to talk about the end If there’s something new to tell Windows open, doors ajar Most of habitants look out Some drink whiskey from a jar Some are smoking, talking...

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The clan began singing before I saw the hippy dippy van. It ripped around the mountain, and we heard its ceiling fan. hollering and the wailing came to our ears with the smacking too. It was the wild McCorlick Cousins, straight from Kalamazoo! They are evil and they’re naughty, and they make us all laugh. We were not surprised at...

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Hippy woman, born twenty-five years later, and yet, here you are. A throwback from the seventies, a free spirited, sassy shining star. In the winter, you bring the sun, and you light the world too. On your deck this morning, you have rid the world of all her blue. Hippy woman, with your beautiful hair and your amazing smile. I...

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She is a groovy, hippy girl. She loves that funky, trippy beat. It is her hippy, trippy world! She is a groovy, hippy girl. She dances funky, hippy twirls, and when she sits, she taps her feet. She is a groovy, hippy girl. ...

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Lets get lost in our imagination Let's take a vacation Let language get lost in translation Let your feelings take you to your destination We are learning about the art of creation Trippy visions and unexplainable vibrations deep inside Only to be comforted while on an uncontrollable and unpredictable interplanetary ride Come take a trip on the wild side Come feel...

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Everything is grate i feel fline couldn't be hippier totally elastic satisfried Fortunes ate have the luck key My D's aren't heavy...

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He recently moved into a double-wide with working, some would say classless, while others would argue for clueless white trailer non-trash. He's getting along in this post-middle class over hill and ranting shrill retiring constitution declaring interdependence in this, Earth's great ReFormed Hippy GreenCommunion Old mostly happy geezers and gussies, yes, most people of the park not quite relentlessly white and ambiguously green--not afraid of old and new colors they have...

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When I was in high school, late 60's, we were concerned about the ballistic lose/lose climate of hate in Vietnam and spreading across the U.S. The only smiling winners were purveyors of ballistics and their transport vehicles. Mistrust of an unfederating nation, bought and sold elected through polarized competitive marketing lack of healthy and effective self/other governing bodies, lacking investment vision, lacking revisional prospects of cooperatively-held vocations in nondualistic public/private...

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To tell you the truth In my days of youth To put it quite mild, I was carefree and wild A hipster by all means Wearing my wholly bellbottom jeans Always said "Out-of-Sight" Sometimes, I would say "Dynamite" With friends, I was "Tight" Hey, I turned out "Alright" 10 Lines, 5 Words Rhyme III...

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Sonny orchestrated; Cher was his doll. Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves, was their nightly drawl. We’d preach a little gospel to save them all. Townspeople were afraid of us, even Baby Paul. Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves, was their nightly drawl. They were treacherously mean with their call. Townspeople were afraid of us, even Baby Paul. But the men would sneak, see us, big...

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Hippy was a potty moose Read three books by Dr Seuss One about a Cat One about a Hat One about Horton on the loose...

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TV's sure changed a lot since the sixties From I Love Lucy to The Beverly Hillbillies Oh for the innocence Andy Griffith for instance But a whole lot better than today's weirdies...

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Im just a happy hippy I say it all day long Those of you who know me Will help me sing a song To the tunes i make up daily To the poetry i write I'm just a happy hippy Every day and every night...

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Well Plastered Sippy Hippy Upon Stumbling into the Barber’s Snippy Hippie Flower Child Wets Himself Drippy Hippie Peace, Love & Clumsiness Slippy Hippie The Cheeky Free Sprit Lippy Hippie Written June 7, 2015...

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