Does Hillary Smoke Pot? Poem by Tom Zart

I got out my pipe and stuffed it with pot
You better believe, it held a whole lot.
I whipped out a lighter and thumbed up a flame
Then sucked down that smoke which comforts my brain.

I tried alcohol; and smoked cigarettes
Though, they did nothing, but give me regrets.
My mom had arthritis and couldn't walk around
When I rolled her a joint, she danced on the ground.

I thought I was losing my love making knack
But, after I smoked some, to me it came back.
I'm a candidate president and a I pay for your vote
If you give me a chance I'll rock God's boat!

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