Strange Young Girls

The Mamas & The Papas

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.