Epistle to Dippy

Look on yonder misty mountain

See the young monk meditating rhododendron forest

Over dusty years, I ask you

What's it's been like being you?

Through all levels you've been changing

Getting a little bit better, no doubt

The doctor bit was so far out

Looking through crystal spectacles

I can see I had your fun

Doing us paperback reader

Made the teacher suspicious about insanity

Fingers always touching girl

Through all levels you've been changing

Getting a little bit better, no doubt

The doctor bit was so far out

Looking through all kinds of windows

I can see I had your fun

Looking through all kinds of windows

I can see I had your fun

Looking through crystal spectacles

I can see I had your fun

Looking through crystal spectacles

I can see I had your fun

Rebel against society

Such a tiny speculating whether to be a hip or

Skip along quite merrily

Through all levels you've been changing

Elevator in the brain hotel

Broken down but just as well-a

Looking through crystal spectacles, ah

I can see I had your fun

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