O drugged hippies,
The pleasure of life is not in drugs
And venturesome, wayward and thoughtless life-styles,
Think you before becoming a hippie!
The way the gipsy live you cannot,
Change your life-style,
Leave smoking marijuana,
Taking drugs,
deriving pleasure from,
Wandering wildly.
Is this the way of living?
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