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

Bejewling 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.