Score For A Score Poem by Kaspa Richards

Score For A Score



Grew up so quick
It made me sick
My minds un-clicked
From the shrooms I lick

I flick the ash
From my zoot of hash
Getting mashed with tamaz
Coz she’s all I have

Prescription pills
Do more then heal
Abuse them right
You’re high as a kite
No way will u fight
Not with all your might
Coz your way up high
And feel so so light

Skunk over hash to get you stoned
Score for a score dealt on the phone
Relaxes you after the world has moaned
Enjoyed with friends or on your own

Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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