I'm a poet who slices some fish at a deli
counter in
A veteran of the anti war
I read my Kerouac and Kesey
The acid test was very easy
Ginsburg howled and Corso ranted
Warhol painted soup
Divine ate some poop
Coltrane played at Slugs
Everyone did drugs
Congas in the parks
Hoffman stole a book
Nixon was a crook
Free love everywhere,
I sure had my share
Revolution faded
Everyone
was jaded