Hippie Poem by Lamar Cole
Hippie
He remembers how he was a young hippie back in the sixties.
Having a good time in southern California living in his van.
Paying no house gas or light bills.
Taking washups and dumps at gas stations.
Humping all the pretty chicks that he could.
Now he is old and living in a cold climate.
And he is saddled with bills and the high cost of Viagra.
Monday, March 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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