my marijuana poem

Discussion in 'General' started by balzy, Jun 14, 2009.

  1. Once upon a late-night dreary, while I yearned for weed, so weary
    Over many a taint and furious volume of forgotten porn,
    While I waited, nearly cracking, resin balls I thought of stacking
    Sick and tired of what was lacking, lacking budget for

    Ah, distinctly I remember this last week in September,
    A weed that could dismember, limbs lying 'bout the floor
    Eagerly I wished the hour, where the people have gained the power
    To partake of this magic flower, partake without a war

    Into the darkness patience waned, fretting the source had been detained
    No doubt the weed then ascertained, infeasible to brace oneself for
    Phone ringing, silence broken, "fuckin finally" may have been spoken
    My bag of grass a gilded token, quoth my wishes, nevermore.



    yeah i was high when i wrote it... and yea i totally ripped off The Raven, sorry, im only semi-creative.
     
  2. hey thats not bad man. keep writing them it seems like u have a thing for it
     
  3. I'm impressed. Write some more and find a publisher.
     
  4. #5 notbakedenough, Jun 14, 2009
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    Well done, I lol'd at "While I waited, nearly cracking, resin balls I thought of stacking
    Sick and tired of what was lacking"

    soo been there.
     
  5. #6 balzy, Jun 14, 2009
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    i stated at the bottom that i used the raven as a guideline. also at the bottom, i stated that im only semi-creative.

    so the answer to your question would be yes.

    thanks all for the warm comments. this was my first post so i was a little leary at first, :).
     
  6. oop so you did. my b.
     
  7. hehe np :) i <3 your sig btw.
     
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