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Nov 2019
Jackson said, “I’m late for the sky!”
Mr Mojo Risin was way up high
Jimi and Janis went along for the ride
Cass brought a sandwich but no one knows why
More and more from the canyon store
Were knock knock knockin’ on heavens door
Supplanted from as far as the Eastern shore
Kerouac and Ginsberg found a spot on the floor
Miller and Kesey would soon descend
The Cuckoo’s Nest was owned by a friend  
Frank arranged an invitation to extend
Even the youngest Beach Boy would attend
Jerry soon came down from the bay
Via Terrapin Station riding Dennis’s wave
The only one not here was Dave
Cause in New York is where Ziggy stayed
Frey left the Motor City schemin’
For Phillips’s take on California Dreamin’
No one ever thought of leavin’
When Dusty sang, “In the cool of the evenin’”
Our House is a magical place
The memories put a smile on your face
They’ll  never take away the Leather and Lace
Because Laurel Canyon has unlimited space
Written by
Richard Porzondek  49/M/Midwestern Boy on his own
(49/M/Midwestern Boy on his own)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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