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Age of Aquarius

I had Joe Willie from jump. The Jets were off the chain

Baltimore benched Johnny U cause he knew the game. And played it too.

The AFL was full of bells and whistles.Speed kills

Three yards and a cloud of dust. Get real coach. We shootin rockets to da moon. High tops . Cmon pops.

 

Change the guard.

Them people ain't done nothing to me said Ali.

Da Nang ain't my thang.  He was the greatest. Still is.

 

The Haight was great.  Oh yeah Kent STATE.

1968. Open the gate to the house of the rising sun.

Joplin. And Jimmy. Marvin and Tammy.

The Doors and Hair. ****** in the air

What rhymes with Agent Orange...... Nothing.

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Written by
geno-cattouse-1
Belizean
Published
Oct 4, 2012
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12·117
Notes

Inevitably when I write I drift back to the sixties , seventies and even the eighties . Those times were scary and normal/safe at the same time. A convergence of many things that are  seared into my being forever.

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