I like short pipes, I like to smoke.
I like very long joints, I toke.
Yeah I am a stoner.
I am not a moaner.
My eyes get red and glossy,
My vision turns yellow or green!
Makes me not so pissy,
And not so mean!
The best part to me is the stem,
But I will re-smoke the ashes of resin.
I do not treat it like my God, it is an item.
My God made it for a reason and it is not a sin!
I like the cyclones or long long joints,
If a single joint can not be long alone!
Flavored cyclones count as two and score as points,
I want enough to spell the word cyclone!
C. #1 buzzed... because,
Y. #2 high... is why!
C. #3 stoned... I jonsed,
L. #4 baked... like a cake!
O. #5 trippin... Doin freakin,
N. #6 swell... As well!
E. #7 I am a super... stoner,
And a stupor... Jonser!
The Ganja: Original
About the Creator
Sarah Parish
I believe in symbiosis, and that there is a singular dominant God of the universe,
Also, the love poems are dedicated to my husband, and the rest are dedicated to my family!
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