An Ode to Jackson Well Springs

Listen cultured friends,
to a tale of a place where
the poetry and parties never end,
(ya don't have to sell, borrow, lend)
because humaternity's all we send:
love without rhyme, reason, or end

At our pool and springs,
birds and deer are dear divine friends,
and there's gayiety
and gaiiaety to our heart's content,
because Ashland gives her consent
to our wellness utopia.

Come nature's children,
citizens of our modern Ashland retreat,
(whatever city you might live in)
come stroll our wild gardens
and enjoy what peace, civilization
and ceaseless love can bring

Here amid a plethora of trees
countless birds sing our only symphonies,
and in The Sacred Place
there's Socrates, Epicurus and Ganesh
(an alien elephant hippie
so blessed, learned and trippy)
and he says:
"freak freely as long as you do it peacefully"

The Springs is for all
who love wellness and serenity,
art, and serendipity,
along with every Gaiiac amenity

So bring an open mind,
an ear curious and rambling
and see how you like our well springs