pope hope dope rope

[revolutionrabbit]

I can't cope
everything is nothing is something
what's up with that what isn't up
it's neither here or there
it's everywhere or nowhere
it's all on a bet or a dare
Hodads beware!
surf's up and sputnik too
I don't care anymore
about no saluting no flag no more
am a rebel with an effect
comb my fins without neglect
my favorite song was Hey Joe
something about goin down
to holy Mexico, no hangman's rope
where a hep cat can be free
but I had that poet gun in my hand
this land is your land is my land too
got my copy of On The Road in my pocket
I don't want to be no Davy Crocket
just want to wear blue jeans and white T Shirt
look good in some cool shades don't want to
drink no cool aids eat me no Benzedrine
don't wanna buy me no sugar cube
don't wanna take no trip now
I'll save that for later, crazy baby
what's the matter with you
wanna rock a roll blow this kooky town
tell it like it is, gee wiz , tough tiddly winks
just want to read me some mess of poems
in some gone alley to the hop heads
wanna smoke no dope there is no hope
without it now play me some radio jazz
watch me some black and white TV
makes me feel like a square spazz
don't want me no propaganda on that boo tube
watch me no Kennedy get shoot in that limousine
now

all I want for Christmas is my two funk beat
don't want no rat fink decal on my bongos neat
bang out a tune howl at the man in the moon, man
get me a tan and hang out with some groovy chicks

[mnaz]

i don't know how people stomach
the constant flashing screen hustle
the in god we trust, inc.

get off that grid ...

nice.

[dadio]

One heck of a good poem.