Strange young girls

Covered with sadness;


Eyes of innocence

Hiding their madness.

Walking the strip--

Sweet,soft,and placid---

Offering their youth

On the alter of acid.



Thinking these gifts

Were sent by the dove;

All for the trip

Accompanied by love.



Gentle young girls,

Holding and walking;

Wisdom flows childlike

While softly talking.

Colors surround them

Bejeweling their hair;

Visions astound them,

Demanding their share.

Children of Orpheus

Called by the dove--

All for the trip

Accompanied by love.



Thinking these gifts

Were sent by the dove--

All for the trip

Accompanied by love.

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