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Tuesday, January 27th, 2004
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1:46a - gibraltar '47
this had them rolling in the aisles in gibraltar, '47. no, really, it did...i wrote this to make fun- to mock and people took this seriously.
A Screed on Weed
let’s come and love
just like above
don’t make no shove
‘cause i’ve got a need
it’s a greed
for some weed
and that speed
i can’t concede
my need for weed
or to screed
about that weed
for indeed
that’s what she’d
do on speed
or demon weed
take my lead
for my seed
to grow the weed
for my sea
a sea of me
and pcp
an acid dream
of mushroom gleam
so let’s all be
in my sea of me
high on pcp
and greed weed
cooked by me
in a tree
a bodhi tree
next to weed
and a bead
or some reeds
socked in mead
like heroin tea
from manatee
sold for free
made of bee
can’t you see
it’s made from me
and my need
oh the need
the greed for speed
and some weed
can’t concede how much i need
that demon seed of weed
bruce lee is a hero to me. i can't stress that enough. time to rest.
NP- David Bowie: Low- Breaking Glass
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