Yeah, I suppose that I would always have traded Manhattan Island for red cloth and glass beads and I know, for sure, that I would have traded the family cow for some magic beads- as long as they would promise to be good to the cow.
Once I took the band's money and bought yards and yards of fuchsia velvet. Crushed velvet! My pals weren't all that happy with me but, boy, did those suits get good press!
Oh, I know that I have spent most of a long lifetime out of fashion and out of step, but that's okay. I just hope to have shared a little joy.
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