~~~~ dateline 1972 , Texas ~~~~
Just sitting and thinking
alone in a Park
waiting on something
be too dark
hot Rod Mopar pulls
up to the curb
THANK GAWD THE GUYS
HAVE LONG HAIR
if Goat ropers ,, I'd be fighting
for my life again .
Sweet accented Vickie comes up
and sits down
cross legged and smiling , hand out to introduce .
Eye's that seem not to blink
and stare through you to the soul
she ask my name and where I came from
was drug here by over bearing mom
Gawd that's awful she says
we've been waiting to get out of here for California
bet you're bummed
" Ain't a happy Hippy about it no "
Kelly Sits down
" WOW,,, You got some Hair dude,, how long you
been growing it ? "
" Bout '68 or so "
" 4 years ,,, cool,, smoke ? "
" Uh , I don't , allergic ya know ?
" Allergic ? wow , bummer , so you can't get stoned ? "
" Nah , no need to anyway , um,,, you guys hang out here a lot ? "
Vicky cuts in with " Yeah, it's like the only place inside town
we're not hassled by the red Necks "
She's attracted to me , it shows ,,,
I ask " You like concerts ? "
I have tickets to Allman bro's ,, would you like to go with me ? "
( I knew it , her eyes had it written in blue )