Yeah I Smoke Pot With My Mom, Doesn'T Everybody? Poem by Chuy Amante
Yeah I Smoke Pot With My Mom, Doesn'T Everybody?
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One boy in class said this real loud,
had now idea he was NOT like the rest
of the crowd.
He and his Mom, together lived on a lite, green cloud
puffy, whispy as the smoke that flowed
up into its mellow, giggly softness...
He then was escorted to the Counselor
To give more facts, so they could counsel her
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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5/2/2024 12:18:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
.........great poem..someday marijuana cigarettes will be sold in stores just like regular cigarettes...probably the only reason it hasn't happened yet, is big tobacco will lose major sales ★
I believe it makes the mind more receptive to truth, and the Masters don't like their slaves having big TRUE ideas of FREEDOM therefore it has been a no no use not abuse may be why god put it on earth? a gateway to no ego