Chick’s Imbalances

lava

She was a hip chick,

and knew when to get her groove on,

knew when (patchouli) smoke was

–in-a-cense–

just smoke,

and knew when to keep

the lava lamp burning.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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