Lucky Penny Poem by Anastasia Wofford

I happened on a penny lying on the ground,
With no one there to claim it as their own,
I stuck it in my pocket, and continued to roam.

As I walked down the street, singing a song,
Marcy called and asked if I wanted to hit a bong,
I had been waiting for her call all day long.

It was some good green but I must admit,
When I’m high I don’t like to just sit,
I have to be on the move, and that’s legit.

About half of a mile down the road,
I stopped to tie my shoe, and saw a toad,
“Good afternoon.” his words flowed.

“Are you talking to me? ” I questioned,
I asked this, thinking my mind had adjourned,
“Do you see anyone else out here stoned? ”

Of course I didn’t, but looked anyway,
“Follow me.” he said, and I did obey,
I wasn’t going to but he had a wicked toupee.

He led me to his house, a hole in the ground,
“I won’t fit” “Yes you will.” his voice did sound,
Like Alice in Wonderland, the experience- profound.

On the couch I sat right there,
For the next experience I did not prepare,
“Like to smoke? ! ” he said with a mischievous glare.

You know the answer to that, so I won’t elaborate,
With one hit my blood began to accelerate,
Now usually smoking off strangers, I do not advocate.

Psychedelic colors floated all around,
I reached out to touch, but was to confound,
“It’s Maui Wowui, it’s world renowned! ”

“They’re so beautiful.” the words poured,
“How do they stay up there? ” I explored,
“It’s magic, my dear.” his words struck a chord.

“Clear your mind and let it take over.”
When this happened I began to hover,
The mysteries of life began to uncover.

I could have stayed up there for hours,
Just watching the beautiful, beautiful colors,
Feet never again to touch any floors.

The toad grabbed my feet, and pulled me back,
“By the way my name is Jack Zach Black.”
Right about now I needed a snack.

I left and continued my journey,
With a smile all over my body,
And in my pocket- my lucky penny.