"The most unforgivable sin in the world,” Mr. McKuen told The Washington Post in 1969, “is to be a best-selling poet.”
This is a rare LP record. It is corny beatnik poetry by Rod Mckuen. But I like
the cover. Rod is not even dressed like a beatnik or a hippie. This poem and the other six below this one are so corny they have become camp and cool in the sense they are so far out they are almost in.
