The Weed Song
I sit and watch my friend, as he
Rolls out the the perfect joint
lights up in anticipation
As the puffs anoint
The so far smell-less car with hints
Of smoke of sweetish spice
And seems to transport him to a
Sense of delusion, nice
And easy on the working mind,
Images brought up neat.
Sensations of the darkest kind,
Empty stupor so deep
That time doesn’t much move for him
Minutes are dragging hours
He cannot much differentiate
Seems to have lost the power?
His eyes are clouded by the sight
Of rolling colored waves
And blinded by visions of girls
He babbles and raves. =p
And all he says is that he feels
A sort of gnawing pain,
Hunger pangs without the pang
Got the munchies again.
He grins away at everyone
His good humor restored,
Laughing merrily (just ’cause!)
Now that he’s just scored. =P
This post is expressly dedicated to a couple of my favorite guys, three of them, to be precise. Apparently 420 is a biiiiiig deal (don’t ask me, it’s not my scene and I’m as clueless as you probably are). Well anyhow and anyhoo, there’s quite a few marijuana memes with this guy’s face on them. He’s clearly more baked than a cake factory, or more stoned than Stonehenge, or more fried than a fritter, or more wasted than a dump.. you get the drift.
So well, have fun you guys. Day 21 of NaPoWriMo, and I’m leaving with you these! 😀
And last ( this is definitely going up as a banner somewhere)..