eugene yeboah Poems

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1.
A Letter From Your Pothead Son

2.
To Suffer

3.
An Ode To The Coma S: Connoisseurs Of Organic Mood Adjusters

They call weed a cancer, an insidious drug, but to grow this manna a
mere hole must be dug. A gift from nature, a blessing from earth,
carries different names, grades, colors and worth. Regardless of its
variety it seems all too absurd the degree of disgust invoked in one
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