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The liquid crystal, multi colored reality of a chemically induced trip.

Submitted: May 04, 2007

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Submitted: May 04, 2007



Purple streaks of lightning

Across a yellow sky

Orange grass and Blue trees

A clown that has no eyes.

The ground beneath my feet

Like a river, it does flow.

Look over at that stop sign

I really think it glows.

The trees, I hear them talking

They're calling out my name.

The birds are in tuxedos

They're all dancing in the rain.

I take my trips on acid

It's the only way to go.

It's cheaper than an airplane

Where you'll go, nobody knows.

The sun is psychadelic

Every color of the rainbow.

The clouds are racing by me

It's really quite a show.

The water in the fountain

Is shades of red and green.

Leaping and jumping skyward

Taller than the trees.

I take my trips on acid

It's so much fun, I know

It's easier than a road trip

Where you'll go, nobody knows.

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