Fuckin' Stoned Poem, Maaaaann

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by Chewparker, Mar 20, 2011.

  1. #1 Chewparker, Mar 20, 2011
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    Out walked the monocled being,
    And, oh, how out he was,
    Scouring the desert in search of rice,
    Yet all he found was none,
    He quat the search to fly again,
    FLY, AND, AND FLY,
    Until one day he wisped away,
    And then things really shun....
    They glowed and streamed and all went GREEN,
    Unlike the barrel of a gun,
    So we all united and tolerated,
    AND THAT IS HOW IT WAS WON.
     

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