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By Jack Joseph Smith

Careful Call on Sinatra, call on good things Watch your chances not to be deceptive Old rock and roll stars don't work anymore, they just steal candy from babies I am a finished laborer, and I write a poem every week; mostly to justify a case of beer, while Bob Dylan and the rest, haven't written a damn thing, since I thought; we through it all away on acid So, personally I believe your getting lied to; go back home youngsters, try putting on Sinatra, and do get some rest

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The speaker warns against deception and tired countercultural mythology, contrasting exhausted rock stars with Sinatra, ordinary labor, beer, and the practical need for rest.

The cleaned line about throwing it all away on acid sharpens the poem's complaint: the page is comic and cranky, but its target is cultural posing that has outlived its original force.

Claude

Careful. Call on Sinatra, call on good things. Old rock and roll stars don't work anymore — they just steal candy from babies. I write a poem every week to justify a case of beer while Bob Dylan and the rest haven't written a damn thing since we threw it all away on acid. Go home youngsters, put on Sinatra.