Stoner's Poem

nirakar420

Well-Known Member
this is not somethin you ought to hide.
i smoke my ganja with pride.
being a bob marley fan i do it right.
i pack my joints real tight,
smoke it and reach an unimaginable height.
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I was walkin down the street smoking my spliff,
A police pulled me aside saying I can’t get no lift.
The police had a stick and he was talking shit,
But I stood there and took a marijuana hit.
He reached into my pocket and found my stash,
While I still stood there and smoked another hit of hash.
The police looked at me and asked, “You got any cash?”
No, I said, “it’s only the ganja that helps me relax”.
He asked me what I did; I replied “I do the deed,
Grow ganja plants as tall as 20 feet.”
Being enlightened he feel to my feet,
Started playin the music in a reggae beat…
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maryjane i wanna be with you
stick to u like superglue.
yes gal its so very true
with you and only you can i see my life through.
hey i got 2 tickets to the central zoo
you wanna come with me too?
i'll come dressed up in blue
look straight into your eyes and say darlin i love u.
 
lmao
It's the greatest poems that I have ever read!
 
Weed is my best friend
With all the woes she sends
She never lets me down
Even when im very low to ground

There was a time when all was lost
Then I found my friend's mighty frost
So if ever you find yourself with too much adieu
Let me know, cause I have a friend for you

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I was walkin down the street smoking my spliff,
A police pulled me aside saying I can't get no lift.
The police had a stick and he was talking shit,
But I stood there and took a marijuana hit.
He reached into my pocket and found my stash,
While I still stood there and smoked another hit of hash.
The police looked at me and asked, "You got any cash?"
No, I said, "it's only the ganja that helps me relax".
He asked me what I did; I replied "I do the deed,
Grow ganja plants as tall as 20 feet."
Being enlightened he feel to my feet,
Started playin the music in a reggae beat...
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How much did you get from her a pound?

The only thing to fear is bad weed
 
i got a new youtube channel now..
 
On a mission

What brilliant colors reflect off ye old water bong.
Memories of yesteryear, of a Jimi Hendrix song.
Vibrant colors, boldly seek my eye.
When I think of all the memories, I begin to cry.
Oh me oh, my I suddenly light this joint.
Darn it’s rolled to tight,
What a disappoint.
I can re-roll it, If I dare.
Do I have another paper in there?
No papers to cradle this lonely weed.
A can is very useful if in need.
I think I might have that one pipe.
Is it behind the toilet under the sink?
Hey, I found it I think.
Behold, no screen in yonder bowl.
Wait, the sink might bear the fruit of a screen.
Cool here’s one I don’t care that it’s green.
I packed my bowl, ready to roll.
Shoot where’d that lighter go?
Cool. Here it Is to bareth the flame.
Now it’s time to play the toke up game.
As my eyes slowly squint ,
I think back to the high Times Ive spent.
 
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