Heady vapors fill the air One can’t help but stop and stare Green trees growing everywhere These magic plants thrive in my care Live without it but with temptation It is its own celebration Base of much speculation High one’s own highest creation Quickly mix the green and brown Chop until it’s finely ground Roll it up or pack it down Your one way ticket to funky town So join me in my salute And as I end my fond tribute Let us end this great dispute And legalize this holy loot
dude, that was a great ode. i've tried to write something about weed before and it never came out right. maybe i should have smoked and then tried. -"got blunt?" "got smoke?"- How High?
thats fucking genius! would u mind if i put that on my blog? im just asking first to make sure its ok
