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Poetry offering from Dawn | Poem

 
 
Poetryoffering from Dawn
 
FOLKIES LIKE JEANS

Folkies like jeans, since our humble beginnings.
Frayed at the seams, just to show you how honestwe are.
While the poet of means, with his stock marketwinnings
Sports L.L. Beans. On his knee sits a trophyguitar.

The beard on his face, and the chip on his shoulder
Time may ease, like a song with some dangerouswords.
The woman heÂ’ll choose is an MBA holder.
SheÂ’s wearing shoes, and she may not rememberthe Byrds.

We once said that art isnÂ’t made for commercialrewards.
Straight from the heart, and played with no augmentedchords.
Pity the singer who thought he had nothing tolose.
He paces on wall-to-wall carpet but still getsthe blues.

Hey man, come on down where the singing is stillwhat itÂ’s for.
WeÂ’re all getting older; we wonÂ’t make you siton the floor.
The times they have changed. Leave the corporatescenes,
And recall what it means when folkies wear jeans.

Home to Moongate

 
 

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