Evelyn Judy Buehler
Rebellious hearts won fame and infamy,
And knew black nights of burgundy.
Then resisted we the merest tyranny;
For we'd so long longed to be free. So hip and wild and young--
We touched tongue to tongue.
And to our dreams fiercely clung;
Children of the flowers we frolicked among. In an age of such degeneration,
Blossomed the youth of my generation;
Who had a penchant for creation,