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Round the circle we all sit As a group reciting **** Again just like the night before Channelling hyena packs The night alive with stoner's laughs Double double Puff and pass Hold your breath until it laps Heavy hits from bottle bongs Sat beatboxing old school songs Passing round fermented potions Childish jokes and puerile motions Double double Puff and pass Hold your breath until it laps Drifting off in ones and two Mushrooms picked and set to brew Mellow greens in china skin Heady smoke smell covers sins Double double Puff and pass Hold your breath until it laps Acid tabs as foreheads sag Hard liquor hits to beat the flag Coke on mirrors razored fine Crushed up E laid out in lines Prolonged highs that last for hours Bumps from Yale keys full of powders Endorphins drop so fuel the need Satisfying primal greeds Double double, double stuff These papers tight and start the tuck Roll it up and stick it down Set alight and pass it round And by the burning in my lungs Something potent this way comes.
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Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 5:47 PM UTC
Double Double
Round the circle we all sit As a group reciting **** Again just like the night before Channelling hyena packs The night alive with stoner's laughs Double double Puff and pass Hold your breath until it laps Heavy hits from bottle bongs Sat beatboxing old school songs Passing round fermented potions Childish jokes and puerile motions Double double Puff and pass Hold your breath until it laps Drifting off in ones and two Mushrooms picked and set to brew Mellow greens in china skin Heady smoke smell covers sins Double double Puff and pass Hold your breath until it laps Acid tabs as foreheads sag Hard liquor hits to beat the flag Coke on mirrors razored fine Crushed up E laid out in lines Prolonged highs that last for hours Bumps from Yale keys full of powders Endorphins drop so fuel the need Satisfying primal greeds Double double, double stuff These papers tight and start the tuck Roll it up and stick it down Set alight and pass it round And by the burning in my lungs Something potent this way comes.
Ripping off and devaluing Shakespeare....sorry. Also getting nostalgic about a misspent youth.
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27/M/England
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 5:47 PM UTC
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