[Mb-hair] My Christmas Poem

[Barbara Siomos]

Leave it to you Leo.... you are a creative genius... :-)>

peace and happy holidays,
barbara
>From: "Leo" <peacefreak at metrocast.net> 
>To: <mb-hair at islandlists.com> 
>Date: Thu, Dec 9, 2004, 7:40pm     
>Subject: [Mb-hair] My Christmas Poem

I know, I know. We all get a zillion different versions of The Night
Before Christmas this time of year but hey man, this one is my original.
It was published in the Columbus Free Press circa December 1969. If ya
don't wanna read it, that's cool, just move on. For those that do
however, I offer it up to you.

 
Twas the night before Chrisrmas and all through the pad, Everyone was
high including my dad. 
Love beads hung from our necks without care, While holly boughs we had
attached to the lengths of our hair. The air it was thickening as the
incense was burned. What happened next? Man, no one was concerned. My
chick was coked out and I was doing reds, So we got up kinda slow and
sorta floated off to bed. I had just nodded out when I awoke by
surprise. You really wouldn't believe what I saw before my eyes! Then
wouldn't you know that in a split second, The Christmas Hipster appeared
with many a present. He was attired in a white robe and on his feet he
wore sandals. In one hand he held an old pouch; in the other a candle.
He said, "Peace be on Earth and I hope the war ends. May you always stay
high and make many a friend." Then he placed his candle off to one side,
And grinned a stoned grin, man this cat was filled with pride. He
reached in his bag and pulled out some acid, some mescaline too, Some
soapers, some seconal, and even some glue. Then he produced morphine,
cocaine, junk, and speed And last, but not least, twelve kilos of weed.
Then what to my surprise did he add to the stash, But a lifetime supply
of Lebanese hash!
 
So I looked at this pile amassed on my rug, And I'll tell ya one thing,
that Christmas Hipster didn't miss one drug. So I rolled up a joint to
offer him a toke, But it was too late; he disappeared in a huge cloud of
smoke. But I heard his voice - it was pleasant and funny. He said, "I'll
see you all next year and F#!% the Easter Bunny!"
 
PEACE,
Leo