Year 6719

The year was 6719
Flower children loved
The scent in the air

Sashbry-Gaight
Was so phenomenal
Truly the citadel of colorful spirals
And popping neon
Wrapping itself in velvety ribbons
Around the rib cage
Of a great fallen consumerist man

We didn’t know much about Vetnam
That equally colorful battlefield
It was a backdrop to Sashbry-Gaight
Our brilliant neighborhood in the sky

The jungle looked very tempting
But we didn’t want to leave civilization just yet
It needed to fall before we can flee

This was very draining
Don’t worry though
Because the sun soaks us up
And the music never stops ringing in our ears
In holy Sashbry-Gaight, the city of melody

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