SparkA Poem by Scoobyfor the stoners...
By: Nick Workman I arise to a Trainwreck And step in Bubblegum. Alaskan Thunderfuck. F**k it… let’s go have fun. I got some B.C. Skunk. Break out the I smell some Green Crack Coming from that bush. A bowl sweet as Grapefruit; F**k your Tendo. I call this Juicy Fruit; Its some kind of Endo. You think I really know, dude? Please… Might as well call this s**t Cheese. Take that Headband off; You’re not an OG. Try this Strawberry Cough, Mr. NYC… I got a little Sweettooth For G-13 or Granddaddy. Maybe some f****n’ Afgoo, But my favorite’s Blueberry. A blunt of Panama Red Mixed with a little Bubba. Puff while I lay in bed; Dream of a White Russia. AK47: I’m already in heaven. Orange Kush and Sour Diesel dreams. Talking, flying Weasel Screams. I awake in a Purple Haze. Wake and bake; get me going. Maybe I’ll try to fill the day With only Morning Glory. I can’t say No to Hydro, though. And did you say You had White Widow? With so many different kinds of weed, You’re sure to find what you need. © 2009 Scooby |
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Added on September 23, 2009 Author
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