Although I had transplant-ready cactus pups in the car today, I lack the "inspiration" to contribute something to dudeman's "Psychadelics and Poetry" thread here earlier. But perhaps watching this YouTube hilarity on military LSD research in the Cold War could inspire some pseudo-haiku:
So here's a stab at it:
Clueless Generals.
Bugs on gasmask ... "Seconds, please!"
No, a cup of Prague Spring.
So here's a stab at it:
Clueless Generals.
Bugs on gasmask ... "Seconds, please!"
No, a cup of Prague Spring.
