'Twas the night before Christmas - for Cannabis lovers 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house The creatures were all stirring, even the computer mouse Pipes were being filled, joints rolled with care In hopes that a good buzz soon would be there. The mistletoe and flowering buds were all hung A golden retriever was licking up crumbs with her tongue And while I was sampling some cannabis sweets Some late arrivals stole the last empty seats. We passed around joints, pipes, bongs and bottle tokes Sharing and celebrating with other cannabis loving folks We shared memories and reminisced happy times And even recited some silly poetry rhymes. One guest gave a heartwarming speech Another did a perfect impression of Cheech He sounded just like him - I swear I laughed so hard I fell out of my chair! The mood was festive and light The laughter contagious the whole night A good time was had by all Especially the man that had the Budderking ball. For those who haven't tried it It only takes just a tiny hit To send you higher than you've ever been Showing you a world that you've never seen. Being that high just felt so good I knew that we all understood That we're a culture of our own And we are far from alone. The guests that partook of the fine herb Came from cities, towns and suburbs They owned businesses, held PhD.'s and other degrees And made it look like they did it all with ease. Potheads have created a culture so completely diverse That you'd think no one would be able to converse But that's the magic of Mary Jane So alluring is her domain. She brings us all together, united as one With a core of compassion that can't be outdone She opens hearts and minds all over the earth While enhancing the senses we've had since birth. Marijuana, cannabis, pot or weed Call it what you want, there are those in need It is life saving medicine to the ones that suffer The only remedy that can make them tougher. Christmas is a time for rejoicing and giving No matter how much we make for a living. It is a time to give, to show that we care And for reaching out to others, no matter where. And so it was, on that special eve While others were waiting for what Santa might leave That we were gathered together that night To do what we felt was right. We pooled together all of our pot Then split it evenly, the whole stinky lot We made up gift bags and delivered them by sleigh To people that needed it for keeping pain at bay. As we returned to the house after spreading our cheer I looked at my friends around me and shed a tear I was so grateful to know them, such a compassionate bunch That I felt like my heart had been given a punch. We did a good deed that warmed our hearts And left us knowing that we had done our parts We broke the law not caring a whit About consequences or any such shit. We showed in our efforts how much we love This wonderful culture that we're a part of What we did, harmed not a soul Relieving pain was our only goal. At the end of the night, as we all said good-bye I saw a shooting star that disappeared in the blink of an eye But I closed my eyes and made a wish real quick I didn't even have to pick. I knew right away what I would wish for Without even having to think a little more I wished for all cannabis lovers to have as much weed As they could ever possibly need! When I opened my eyes, I smiled big and wide The happiness in my heart impossible to hide So I said, "Merry Christmas to all and have a good night, And may all your joints be rolled just right!" ~ Suetaz Have a Cannabis Christmas!