Some people think me,
High all the time,
Though it helps when I rhyme,
It actually really makes it harder to see…
A good time I can regularly find,
While toking on the herb,
And messing around with my mind,
Though I really hate finding myself,
Sitting in the street, with my back against the curb…
So rarely anymore do I get high,
Only when next day I can in sleep,
To be honest though, that stuff I smoke,
Sure as hell ain’t anymore cheap…
© ed ;-) 11/26/08
But being high on life...Only when I sail.
But cheap it ain't, I know that well.
Stay well E.
Walt
Regis
Cheers,
Dan
Ed the Elder
PS: hope Mom read this. (watch out PeeWee is a rat)
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours; may it be full of many blessings!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Wish they would legalize it for medicinal purposes ... but Fee is right: get high off of life and love.
fee
Newfie hugs, Rose