The 1970s, seemingly gone too soon,
No internet, no I-phones, pass the doobie
Around the Dark Side Of The Moon...
No Google search, try paging through
Instead, the encyclopaedia, try making
Phone calls based on the number of
Dimes in your pocket for the taking...
The long playing vinyl record laid
Gently, almost religiously on the
33 RPM turntable, and then it played,
The music, cosmic and miraculous,
Transporting, above and over into
An expanding mental cumulonimbus...
You, who never knew the 1970s,
Will have to just read about it,
Maybe catch a glimpse, if you please.
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