“i- feel- like- im- fixin- to- die- rag” the poem by scot young
‘merica there are no pies on the sill
i wrote that line
in a high school poem
two years after woodstock
in 1971 when nixon was president
we were between kent state and wounded knee
the same year trump became chairman/
president of the trump organization
no one cared or knew it
the billboard #1 hit
was joy to the world
three dog prophets
they were not.
where is a country joe song
when you really need it?