Some call it weed, Some call it green Some smoke all day, Some once a week Some have the dirt, Some have the kush Some loose their life fighting over this bush From hippies to thugs From chicks to studs They all light the green, They all burn the bud Whether joint by night, Or bong by day Burn, Burn, Burn, And toke away. -carolina10
I like it man, welcome to Grasscity, the grassiest city around. Guess I'll contribute, I too enjoy writing. I hit my piece with the most proper precision demolishing leaves while hitting greens blurring my vision I feel it deep within my chest down in my lungs it burns this weed aint given me no rest "hit this shit, it's your turn..."
Thanks guys just something i made for english class. professor loved it haha. and that one you posted was really visual man good stuff. i think im gonna start posting a bunch of poems about different weed topics from buying from dealers to running from the cops lol. if you guys want suggest a topic and ill try and scribble up a good one about it. keep burnin.