yba@mit-trillian.MIT.EDU (Mark H Levine) (07/18/86)
I HATE new-process Polariod pictures and their habit of lasting so long With their carelessly accurate colors and no notion of where they belong They hide themselves well in your sock drawer in the leaves of a book you once read They turn up in the middle of cleaning and come scooting from under your bed Those old-process Polariod pictures would ball up and soon turn to dust They were just black-and-white to begin with And had tones that the blind would not trust These new ones just go on forever their tones save emotions in hue Every year I forget your face, Love, and then there's this picture of you I HATE new-process Polariod pictures hasn't Land something better to do? -- Eleazor bar Shimon, Carolingia