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Marc Bolan with stars in his beard,

Played electric guitar - it was weird.
A mystical, fey sound,
A new genre was found,
Soon the hippy in him disappeared.

Electric sounds start,

A hippydream turns to glam,

The stars fill his beard.

Micky beats a rhythm,

And glam rock stars start to shine,

With Bolan, they gleam.