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 hands 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.