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"marijuanna" poems
Lighting the joint or bowl is the best part A giant puff of milky white smoke hovers in front of me Many people don't understand The reason they don't understand is because they don't know me I'm complexity from hair to toenails Many use my medicine to just get high I smoke Marijuanna  to take away the severe pain of my tumor. I have a special brain tumor that increases cranial pressure The pain makes me nauseous and that's everyday. Medical cards are expensive but I like the more natural remedy Maybe it looks scary to some It's really just a new hobby for others To me it's an escape from the constant pain I'm in.
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
Medical Marijuanna
Marijuanna is great makes it good, eats your brain tords the end insane. you dont grow even though you know. Its hard to spit and, Its hard to quit. gets you hungry, eat, puff, chew, lets get high and off we flew. I can do this i Dont care, I'll be different want to stare? lets be bold, when were cold, we'll just light up bought and sold, who has my back, who the **** needs the crack?. I lack my money thats ***** funny, bought a sack sold yur sisters bunny, ahhh now I'm out , Meth I'll give you a try, snort, smoke, shoot, never toot ya the boot... your hand just took me oh hard so shook me, so Im hear depended my gear, I need that lift, ya satins gift, rock and roll, I'm a beaty troll, your things i stole, lost out control You'd have my back? I really need you, I left them all, family friends put up a wall, I am bound now all around I just ask no more a hit. Hey you there you got the "$hit" Hey its true tell me about it! Jesse Mckush
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Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC
Drugs YOU know
Stopping at the corner of Corrupt Avenue and ******* Boulvard on the arc of the hill. The red car let out a young woman with skin a dark brown hue.  Who look like life had hit her with everything including the bathroom commode.  "Thank you for the inks and the ride" said the dark brown woman as she got out of the red car.  "Red and green looks good on your skin.  Can we keep doing *** for tattoos?" said the driver of the car.  Taking a peek under the shades she was wearing the dark brown woman said "Sure baby."  "I'll be seeing you Abby" said the man driving the red car.  "Yes you will" said Abby.  Turning her back to the man driving the red car Abby walked up the long stairs that led to a four storey brick building.  As she walked up the stairs she got all type of stares from the people leaving the building.  Making her way through the big glass doors Abby noticed an odor.  The smell was the smell of Marijuanna.  She followed the odor to the office of Willie Dun.  As Abby entered Willie's office she saw him sitting on his desk with a blunt in his left hand and a liquor bottle in his right hand.  "Willie Dun I should have known" said Abby as she walked in his office.  "Abby, baby what took you so long?" asked Willie Dun as he put the blunt to his mouth.  Taking the liquor bottle out of Willie's hand and putting it to her lips Abby took two sips.  As Abby took off her white shirt she puts the bottle back to her lips taking one last sip.  "I was getting tattoos.  What do you think?" asked Abby.  "Nice art work.  The reason I called you here is because I want you to help me with my campaign.  I'm running for Governor.  You have a lot of pull in the streets.  Are you still a resident of ***** Alley?" said Willie Dun.  "Yes but I'll only sign my name on your campaign trail if you help me move out of ***** Alley" said Abby.  "Ok Abby where would you like to move to?" asked Willie as he took the liquor bottle out of Abby's hand.  "East Ectasy Street" answered Abby.  "I can make that happened.  With you on my team I'll have the average Joe's votes for sure" said Willie Dun. Written by Keith Edward Baucum
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Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 6:10 AM UTC
Corrupt Avenue
Stopping at the corner of Corrupt Avenue and ******* Boulvard on the arc of the hill. The red car let out a young woman with skin a dark brown hue.  Who look like life had hit her with everything including the bathroom commode.  "Thank you for the inks and the ride" said the dark brown woman as she got out of the red car.  "Red and green looks good on your skin.  Can we keep doing *** for tattoos?" said the driver of the car.  Taking a peek under the shades she was wearing the dark brown woman said "Sure baby."  "I'll be seeing you Abby" said the man driving the red car.  "Yes you will" said Abby.  Turning her back to the man driving the red car Abby walked up the long stairs that led to a four storey brick building.  As she walked up the stairs she got all type of stares from the people leaving the building.  Making her way through the big glass doors Abby noticed an odor.  The smell was the smell of Marijuanna.  She followed the odor to the office of Willie Dun.  As Abby entered Willie's office she saw him sitting on his desk with a blunt in his left hand and a liquor bottle in his right hand.  "Willie Dun I should have known" said Abby as she walked in his office.  "Abby, baby what took you so long?" asked Willie Dun as he put the blunt to his mouth.  Taking the liquor bottle out of Willie's hand and putting it to her lips Abby took two sips.  As Abby took off her white shirt she puts the bottle back to her lips taking one last sip.  "I was getting tattoos.  What do you think?" asked Abby.  "Nice art work.  The reason I called you here is because I want you to help me with my campaign.  I'm running for Governor.  You have a lot of pull in the streets.  Are you still a resident of ***** Alley?" said Willie Dun.  "Yes but I'll only sign my name on your campaign trail if you help me move out of ***** Alley" said Abby.  "Ok Abby where would you like to move to?" asked Willie as he took the liquor bottle out of Abby's hand.  "East Ectasy Street" answered Abby.  "I can make that happened.  With you on my team I'll have the average Joe's votes for sure" said Willie Dun. Written by Keith Edward Baucum
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Marijuanna is great makes it good, eats your brain tords the end insane. you dont grow even though you know. Its hard to spit and, Its hard to quit. gets you hungry, eat, puff, chew, lets get high and off we flew. I can do this i Dont care, I'll be different want to stare? lets be bold, when were cold, we'll just light up bought and sold, who has my back, who the **** needs the crack?. I lack my money thats ***** funny, bought a sack sold yur sisters bunny, ahhh now I'm out , Meth I'll give you a try, snort, smoke, shoot, never toot ya the boot... your hand just took me oh hard so shook me, so Im hear depended my gear, I need that lift, ya satins gift, rock and roll, I'm a beaty troll, your things i stole, lost out control You'd have my back? I really need you, I left them all, family friends put up a wall, I am bound now all around I just ask no more a hit. Hey you there you got the "$hit" Hey its true tell me about it! Jesse Mckush
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC
Drugs you know
Marijuanna will get you high A hour will feel like a day Your mouth will get dry All you'll want to do is lay Eyes low, eyes red Eating everything in sight On the search for a bed Trying to avoid a fight Lying on the bed Deep in thought Trapped in side my head Hoping to never be caught Easy to fall asleep Easily distracted Memories made are those i will not keep THC is what I've extracted
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
THC
Morning dew as I mourn you Pale skin rising into goosebumps, as my warm flesh chills. City noise fading lowly into the background as passing cars filter through the open window. This rythmic hum of heartbreak coursing through my bloodstream, threatening to overrule. A single being interlaced with the heart of another, mind embodiment of everything I felt true. I am encased in my late nights tangled up within your arms, laughter swirling our convictions. Placement of forgiveness engulfed through wholesome involvement. Diet coke, popcorn and marijuanna Your laugh was my favorite song.
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Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 12:13 AM UTC
I don't know if this makes sense, I'm ******