From: Natalie@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: numero uno
Date: Mon Jun 27 23:07:19 1994
Surrounded by a pale light, he came,
As she lay on the ground.
Lifting her up, he carried her to the sky,
Where she was with others
Pale strange wispy creatures
And she thought she would be...

The Sphinx looked down
Upon her tear streaked face
And he cried himself

(that's right folx, NEW poetry from me....)

natalie