Ode To My Bro
Caffiene Cannabis and Cyberspace
Cannabis Criminal
Bongal Mix
Day of Wet Hair
Genny's poem
The Saddest Day of My Life
He died,
poor old man.
he lived at the end of the road,
by the beach,
with the cool breezes,
and the beautiful smell of seashells,
Cancer
cancer came and destroyed his life and joy,
then began a battle between life and death,
it was long.
at last it was over,
the funeral,
the wake,
Iwas there
hey ! ! ! take me back UP
This a poem my sister wrote, after consuming the contents of a bag I left her
ODE TO MY BRO. Oh brother dear, oh brother dear, you are such a thoughtful sod, as i rearranged my home, and done some much needed house work I found , to my surprise , a little bag. Oh brother dear , my eyes still pop at just the thought of it , that little bag my delight and smiles I owe to you , as well as this mood of now "Wish you were here " is playing on the radio so down i sit myself, to see another world and play with words of sunshine and rain Oh brother dear oh brother dear you know, I feel quite odd,strange to this world , not really here at all The wind is blowing tunes of gentle rage the rain a perfecly melody to compliment the beauty with a bird or two singing and no human sounds to be heard my day has turned to magic of the finest kind Oh thank you , thank you , brother dear for leaving that little surprise my mind is now in strangly blissful peace so i'll say it once more , oh brother of mine I thank you for theses words of time so gentle to my mind. Mars
CAFFEINE , CANNABIS , & , CYBERSPACE Caffeine, Cannabis and cyberspace I get online and get off my face A sip on my coffee, a toke on my bong With a click on my mouse I surf all day long. I get on the chat channels We talk and we joke Then someone rolls a fatty And we share a cybersmoke No one's unhappy, we're all having fun Talking about Mary Jane , how's she's number one Caffiene, Cannabis and cyberspace I get online and get off my face A sip on my coffee, a toke on my bong With a click on my mouse I surf all day long Smokin' joints and sippin' coffee As we ride our cyber-sleds Half asleep yet wide awake And off our fucking heads We check out all the homepages Cause T.V.'s too full of shit So lets fire up our cyber-sleds and surf the net a bit Caffiene, Cannabis and cyberspace I get online and get off my face A sip on my coffee, a toke on my bong With a click on my mouse I surf all day long
CANNABIS CRIMINAL
by Undatoka, I am an evil criminal stay far away from me I am an evil criminal don’t let your children see I am an evil criminal I take a dangerous drug I am an evil criminal a wicked nasty thug I am an evil criminal I smoke the weed with roots in hell I am an evil criminal I smoke it daily, cant you tell? I am an evil criminal but what is it that I do I am an evil criminal just cause I have a bong or too I am an evil criminal I stand before you now I am an evil criminal but, I ask you ,how? I am an evil criminal ‘cause I smoke a bong I am an evil criminal I smoke it all day long I am an evil criminal I look at life with joy I am an evil criminal oh such a naughty boy I am an evil criminal its the LAW not me that’s wrong I am an evil criminal ’cause I sing a different song I am an evil criminal because I don’t conform I am an evil criminal but my heart is big and warm I am an evil criminal NO I'M BLOODY NOT !!!
BONGAL MIX There's so much alone I cannot fix so I cut my herb for my bongal mix and fill my lungs with peaceful smoke and dream of days of love and hope I've tried so many times ,and failed beaten up by the sea each time I sailed tied to the mast, and pushed out to sea in a leaky boat, the waves pounding me I try my best to be a good man and face the challenges the best I can to fight the wrongs with a grin though its another battle I cannot win I rail against the power-junkie whores I shout and protest at their immoral laws their laws are born of greed and sin so I must fight and fight and never give in Come here beside me now, in the light make your stand, come join the fight with raised arms and voices, make your mark and we'll destroy the forces of the dark Then one day in legal bliss we'll sit and smoke our bongal mix and sing songs of victories past of how we made the herb free at lastOde To My Bro
DAY OF WET HAIR something musta have happened i see them every where lots of smiling people and they've ALL got wet hair and on the trains the people smile no peg upon thier nose no foul glare or angry look at armpits bare and exposed the weather girl said cloudy and sixteen and hot showers would develop and all the suburbs near and far in steam would be enveloped soon a cheer run through the throng hooray ! hooray! At last! we have hot water back, days of smelliness have past