iatrogenic treatment of dyspepsia, hypochondria & other informal dis'eases

 
"all the pilly-willys in the world
                                   can't
                            cure my love for you",
was blastin'out'o
                               the juke'machine while
Wally and Wanda danced the night away'.........
"Trippin' the light fantastic" it was often called
in another world other than
                               other than this
                               other than this one, (world, that is).

But wee ought not to split hairs on this, if for no reason other'n
the sake of the children, (dead or alive), who have sacrificed a
world of freedumb and democrazy, laying down their lives to
to be nourished by toxins and radiation burns, napalm, and
that "Great Atomic Power" (song title: Ira & Ralph Stanley, c.1952)

                                              However, wee all
know that all the a'fore mentioned maladies be be be be in and
of the imaginary mind of mankind ( in men who've Never been 'kind'!)

It is all in the cards. It is all in the stars. It is all in the mind,
                        One big Earth, (on which we've
                          cultivated an all-consuming
                                   cosmic tumor)

Admittedly, mistakes have been made, but we needn't throw out the
                             baby's bath water just because of an
                               ominous buzz and sickly glow
                                               ( y'know? )

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooo
2020dankozakWordsForSaleWitBonusPicture