Old Folks: A Poem

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Old Folks

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Old folks who like to party,
In the park, laughing hearty,
With a bottle in its bag,
And a joint on which to drag:
All in circles dance a jig,
For the cops care not a fig,
Who with sticks and angry shouts,
Have been sent to roust them out.
Down the street to a corner,
Where the sun gilds…