I want you to be my Beatnik dad. We will read poems by Keruak.
By the firelight.
I need a Beatnik dad. We will hit the road and be wild.
We will be wild.
For a while.
Barbara Evans: Beatnik Daddy
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I keep on dreaming I am walking in the garden. The grass is wet. Then I see you and you offer me a cotton candy. I cannot see your face but something tells me it is you: only you can do it. I take the cotton candy but still I cannot see your face for it gets dark.
The Vernon Girls: Only You Can Do It.
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