Harry Pothead Poem by Rafaella Gunz

What do you know about epic fails?
Someone who randomly flails.
Weed hat on your head.
Weeds for brains.
Kisses laced with booze.
No wonder you always lose.
So you're going no where.
I'm on the road to moving on.
Good thing I'm gone.
So you can lie in the street.
Passed out.
Cheating.
Not only on me, but yourself.
You'll find out what I mean
when the grass is not so green.
So goodbye, loser.
Farewell, my insane disaster.
I don't feel bad.
You make me mad.
Make me sick.
Down to my pit.
You have issues.
You lose.