Have you ever had a hippie

Have you ever had a hippie

squat so gently on your land?
Glide a trailer made of twigs and such
so softly on your sand?

Hide a hole amongst the shrubs & shade
outside his spare abode?
And even keep a novel thar
for reading en commode?

Have you ever had a hippie
tend so sweetly to his weed...s?
Collecting cans and wine bottles
for real work impedes...


Have you ever left your place enough
to not know they were there?
Paying taxes and the HOA
completely unaware?

You have given up your rights, there, sir!
That property's not thine!
That hippie is its true consierge,
just ask, he'll say, "It's mine."

He worships this dear land you see,
serene & sticky sap of sage.
He'll not go out and get a job
to earn a steady wage.

Why would he leave this life he loves
whilst parcels thus abound?
Rain water and warmth from the sun
and owners ne'er around?

O' stubborn stewards of their keep

dulcet trespasser who picked
this acreage that you thought you'd bought
how e'er can you him evict?

If you ever have a hippie
squat so gently on your land,
Rejoice! He's one, to watch your asset
And doth little in exchange demand.

~Anon.