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#marijuana poems

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Marijuana GirlShe was only seventeen / In a town called Mexicali / Purple lipstick, hair dyed green

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MarijuanaTake a toke / Inhale the smoke, / This isn't no joke

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Mr. MarijuanaWhen we're together / the world / Is spinning through jello

@melody-claire13

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Spirit Smoke, an Ode to the Marijuana Spiritspark of life / touches earth / leaves crackle and

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RastaRastafarians / Take a toke, forget your pain / Let peace flow through you

@taylor-mcdonnell3

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copingthe mist from my dope / coping mechanism / tickles my nose and my lips

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~~~Marijuana~~~My favorite # 1 Life experiences enhancer stress and pain reliever the magical psychotropic attributes it has makes me go loco. Cannabis Sativa/Indica or Hybrid I love it all...the only bud I won't smoke is "Reggies" that seedy nasty weed. It gives me a headache. All other qualities strains and methods of ingesting or using marijuana welcome. The pot *oil* is so strong yet so dreamy and good. All around is excellent medicine and I will always remain to use it even after I quit my other habits. Makes people rejoice and come together happily with each other and commune and be kind to each other respectful to each other. That is what u love about cannabis. / **PotHead4 Life 4/20Friendly** / ©Franko the Christian Poet

@franko-the-christian-poet11

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Unrequited Hippie LoveThe bowl might as well have been packed / with my hypocampus, every lighter spark / brought only memories of you.

@lauren-christina-pearson7

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The Third Day of Reggae ChristmasOn the third day of Reggae Christmas / My boombastic love gave to me: / 3 beautiful bowls

@TheCanadianReggaeBoy5

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Strawberry CoughRed streaks of thin hair, finely cured, / Sugar-coded skin, sweet yet sticky inside…and then you sniff, / Freshly sliced with soft cries for help, the grass grows,

@dp-younginger21

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highevery hit i take / is a step closer to happiness / the higher i am

@absolute-alexandra13

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missing you: a haikunow it's come to this, / my sweet marijuana miss. / ugh i cannot sleep.

@geminiiiiiidk3

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Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary--How Does Your Garden GrowI have been cheated on. He shares me with her. She is a pretty little girl. She has pretty little outfits of purple and pink and green and she always smells clean. He is gentle to her, with his touch and his lips. He smiles when she’s sweet and he laughs when she’s rough. If I hurt him, he lets me go; if she hurts him, he blames himself. She’s very good at breaking the ice when he wants a new friend and in a matter of time he is sharing *her* with them but he would never share *me*. He buys her lavish gifts of stained glass and painted ceramics. He spends all his money on her and his pocket is empty for me. I watch my diet while he shares all the sweets in the world with her. (It must be a passionate way to make love.) He tries to hide her from me, but I can smell her perfume in his hair and I can smell her scented gloss on his lips, and I know when his eyes are twinkling from something more than me. When it is the three of us, he always picks her first and he’ll pick her again and again until she’s all worn out. Some people may think she’s no good, she’s a poison, he should break it off, but others congratulate him for scoring such a beauty. That smile she brings to his face and everyone else’s who breathes her in. I have always been second but he is my first. I do not share him with her, though I think I should. If I want to fit in, if I want to be happy, if I want him to love me more. She’ll never break his heart.

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MarijuanaChisel the stones down / Breathe deep and let it all out / An air of lightness

@WillCreech2715

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Drinking and smokingTrapped in this madness, / This thing called love. / Addicted 2 the sadness

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Brown Peach Flavor Skin Blues For Slow-Hand Willi WashingtonIn an instance, / I felt a calmness sweep across my body. / My body free of any restriction.

@kewayne-wadley37

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The Stages of SleepGold crown of Olympus, hair crown and / Skin gown. First we throw our bodies at / One another. Heaping piles of human soup.

@martin-narrod40

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CloudsYellow , glowing / Softness , soothing / There . . . never a sound

@South-by-Southwest27

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Today, The Jay*'Today, The Jay...'* / I open my eyes to see its a new day. / Today, What's the day?

@folabomiamoo56

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QuoteHighland Park is the stoner park, everybody knows that. You go to Highland Park to smoke weed, you don't take your kids to Highland Park. Well, you might if your kids are total potheads but then you'd have to buy a lot more weed. / -Belle B. Blazed

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After Class BreakLight the flame / Burn the paper / Inhale the peace

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