Can you picture this. The year is 1950 ish, when the beatniks gave way to a new era, Lucy in the sky and diamonds or something there like that. Where dimes came in bags, [ what ever that means ], and what the crap is a ( payload)? Things like that . . .Then the nursery rhymes started to change and people wore white gowns and walked the streets spreading love and stories.
Pussy cat pussy cat where have you been
I’ve been to london to visit the Queen
pussy cay pussy cat what did you there
I frightened a little mouse under a chair
But while this pussy cat was off gallivanting the world, he started getting into drugs and stuff, he also did some growing, and right now he is ten feet long, and on acid . . .And it jumped way up and came down with its big toothy mouth opened and swallowed you up for asking to many questions that were not your business anyway. Now go to sleep you little ittty bitty tiny thing you and tomorrow you can do it all again.
The Hippy version this is, lights out.
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