From: pbj@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: Littlie White Butter
Date: Fri Jun 17 02:10:05 1994
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             Little White Butterfly Skins
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She opened her mouth to the coal grey sky
and swallowed the little white butterfies
some call snow
Her breath, in the chill
forms softly crashing icicles
that her big, clumsy boots
crush, as she presses on
without a cloak
in the freezing night
passing those that had 
made her life a burning hell
so hot she shed a skin
that confined her like a rattlesnake's
the shed skin laid at her feet
as she danced in the
water that had melted because of the
heat they had generated
He, the temporary object of her affection and lust
had left because of a primary engagement
                -mirrors
                    (c) 1994 aweburning

i thought that everybody was complaining about the heat so much i'd give 
youa taste of winter....  :)
colleen