STRANGE YOUNG GIRLS
Phillips

Strange young girls
Coloured with sadness;
Eyes of innocence
Hiding their madness.
Walking the strip 
Sweet,soft,and placid 
Offering their youth
On the altar of acid.

Thinking these gifts
Were sent by the dove;
All for the trip
Accompanied by love.

Gentle young girls,
Holding and talking;
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.