A Stoner's Diary: Entry #4

Weed is great

Friends will leave, and love will fail Dreams will come to no avail Happiness fades, and hope departs Sorrow sets in and addiction starts So roll your blunts and roll them thick Smoke it all and smoke it quick Leave your troubles among the ash And go out there and get some hash Live your life above the clouds Forget the s**t, avoid the crowds And pack that bowl, to kingdom come Smoke and toke till all goes numb Smile now, you feel no pain, And thank dear God for Mary Jane