Saturday, November 26, 2016

Potheads**



Pothead potheads
livin the dream
all toked up and
over the couch they spread

They aint like these drunks
who piss all over their beds
their poooothead.

The pootheads
they are looking and listend
paranioa'd on skids
Not gun totin killers
those are the meth heads!

No its smokers smokin
green stuff, its all
going away from dread.

Hi as planes,
not totally lost in the dreams
insane, no not Heroin escapees
their stoners, who sit down
and eat.

Maybe it was the Odyssey
that said
the Lotus eaters will break too much bread
sit too long and wait
for someone else to make them great

No, its not like Homer said
Its pooootheads,
a toke or two, and then whose who?
Lets just watch the tube instead.

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