Date: Sat, 6 Jul 1996 03:58:28 -0400
From: Vinyafod@aol.com

"WINTER CHAKRA"
Mister, I was thinkin'
Ah, we should get together
Like better ways of sinkin'
And shining mild weather
Call me in the astral,
Have a fistful of grass
I was smokin' in the past lull
When you glided into class
In a hazy, mazy dream,
Narcosis shared with you
The trippin', slippin' team,
Every life we're sleepin' through
Rid of all my past dives
Since I'm floatin' sly with you
              --Elizabeth Conard