There once was a hippie so bright <br />Her remarks were a constant delight; <br />To her friends she would boast <br />That she flew coast to coast <br />Holding on to the tail of a kite. <br />Said she: "I may cross the Atlantic <br />By ship (but not the Titanic) <br />Yet I'll never go by sea <br />Unless my stomach accompanies me."<br /><br />Arthur Richards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woodstock-revisited/
