check out this ganj poem

[unbroken record]

haha two blunts (thank you black and mild) and the chron had me writin


laying out to the real tunes
marley wailing about some
easy skanking
while my head rolls
canabis cloud
led up to the brain
by the butler sitting
in my lungs
left through the backdoor
just to get to my drugs

busting out some real jive
clapping my hands
while the beat keeps the time
sitting back im just
so. high.
every time i blink
i see angels fly by
they are
calling me higher

just one of the audience
the global gathering
firing up foggy london
all the way to east lansing
this is the way we chill
the way we roll
ill finish the rest
after this bowl

[flynn]

*moved to stoner poems*

[FIRE!!!]

Good stuff, unique flow to it. A different take on the stoner poems we usually get from newbs.