I'm not a leader, i'm not a left-wing rhetoric mobilizing force of one,
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But there was a time way back, many years ago in college, don't laugh,
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But I thought I was a radical, I ran the hemp Liberation League with my
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boyfriend,
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It was true love, with a common cause, and besides that, he was a Sagittarius.
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We used to say that our love was like hemp rope, three times as strong as the
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rope that you buy domestically,
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And we would bond in the face of oppression from big business and the deans,
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But I knew there was a problem, every time the group would meet everyone would
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light up,
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That made it difficult to discuss glaucoma and human rights, not to mention
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chemotherapy.
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Well sometimes, life gives us lessons sent in ridiculous packaging,
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And so I found him in the arms of a Student Against the Treacherous use of Fur,
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And he gave no apology, he just turned to me, stoned out to the edge of
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oblivion,
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He didn't pull up the sheets and I think he even smiled as he said to me,
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"Well, I guess our dreams went up in smoke."
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And I said, No, our dreams went up in dreams, you stupid pothead,
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And another thing, what kind of a name is Students Against the Treacherous Use
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of Fur?
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Fur is already dead, and besides, a name like that doesn't make a good acronym.
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I am older now, I know the rise and gradual fall of a daily victory.
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And I still write to my senators, saying they should legalize cannabis,
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And I should know, cause I am a horticulturist, I have a husband and two
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children out in Lexington, Mass.
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And my ex-boyfriend can't tell me I've sold out, because he's in a cult.
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And he's not allowed to talk to me.
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The Pointless, Yet Poignant, Crisis of a Co-ed
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| Dar Williams |
