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Nov 2014
The tree of life,
a burning bush,
incense burnt
for healing air.
A sweet savory flower scent,
Bud so pure,
It has the power to scare.

Rich humans into hiding it
Remove it  from the medicine kit!
Besides kids, "Can't manufacture it!"
So, guess what? We don't care.

If it helps you not to puke
that's the price that you pay
for living life that evil way.
You only need one meal a day.
Do people gasp and stare?

When you shake and trimble?
Just, take these six pills. But sit!
PS: they make you spit
Ignore the herb! Do not take a hit!
You did not want your ugly hair?

Did you? The flames of cancer do
not the disease but the radar,
like cops point at your car,
Be proud now! You are a star.
Because you did not pollute the air.

With that ILLEGAL tumor destroyer
Yes, we've known since seventy four
we were smart, shut the door
So sure! the cost would be much more.
Repeat after us 'It's only fair"
Besides! we just bought you three more years!
Still dizzy? Here, sit down it this chair.
ManVsYard
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ManVsYard  68/M/Texas Gulf Coast
(68/M/Texas Gulf Coast)   
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