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The Ganja

A Poem

By Sarah ParishPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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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

The original inspiration.

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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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