(Correction: JUST JIM 'that's not your own, / no not your own,/ yet you do well/ in your island home.')
PRICELESS-PEARLS
"A penny for your thoughts,"
should you ask of me...
find too precious this moment
that priceless they will be.
HE-WAS-A-HOMELESS-HIPPY-ON-
A-CHEMICAL-HIGH
Down and cast out
in Ladbroke Grove;
long-hair, just a hippy,
spaced-out find, trippy.
Ring through his earlobe.
Down and cast out
the streets he'd rove
around Notting Hill.
The bitter-sweet pill,
he was off the globe.
A faraway gypsy-man,
without even a caravan.
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