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Milk Bottles
Coke Bottles
Peppermint Smiles
I've been gone for days
But haven't walked miles.
Hoola-hoops, suckers,
all else that is grand.
Good ole Dick Clark on American Bandstand.
Things of the old lead to things of the new
Just like your parents snuck out passed their curfew
Beat Poets, and Hipsters, Conjurers dujour
There once was a time when the art was pure.
It's been tainted and molded and crafted to fit;
All the frail minded automatons lacking in wit.
A stroke of the pen, or a slice of the axe
Who made the call on the fucking censorship tax?
We live in an age of crackwhore divas, and
broken idols.


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