A seed today a sprout tomorrow
she shot me in the heat with a freaking arrow
now she can grow and there is no stopping
just wait till my time comes I'll start cropping
I treat he good like the queen she is
if she makes you sneeze she is sure to please
I love her right like my mother
but when it comes to swag I don't even bother
if we plant her right with love and care
the government will be scare
so please plant her everywhere
If she gives you any seeds make sure you plant them
as she is trying to tell you that she found a new atom
that will save your crop from bugs and predators
and you learn and earn her new antidotes
never wrote a poem in my life thought i give it a shot
great ones everyone im going to read them now
yeah my spelling isn't the best because this is not my mother tongue I been in the usa for almost 10 years tho! should be much better I'm american but didn't learn it till I moved here
Thank you love ya 2
A pot poem by Dana Larsen
Please share and distribute freely
GREEN BUDS AND HASH
Would you like green buds and hash?
- No I would not, Mister Stash!
Would you like them in a bong?
Would you like them all day long?
- No I would not in a bong!
- No I would not all day long!
- I do not like green buds and hash.
- I do not want them Mister Stash!
Would you like them wrapped in paper?
Will you try them now or later?
- I do not want them wrapped in paper.
- I don't want them now or later.
- I don't want them in a bong,
- I do not want them all day long.
- I do not like green buds and hash,
- I do not want them Mister Stash!
Would you like them in a joint?
- No I would not, what's the point?
Perhaps you would prefer a puff?
Just have one, that is enough.
- I won't partake, not of a puff,
- Nor a hoot, nor hit, nor huff!
Would you try a tiny toke?
- No I don't want any smoke!
What if they were vaporized?
- I've told you no a thousand times!
Would you, could you, in a cake?
Or in cookies I can bake?
- I do not want them in a cake,
- Or in cookies you could bake.
- I do not want them vaporized,
- Or other means you have devised.
- I do not wish to try a toke,
- Or otherwise inhale smoke.
- I won't participate in puffs,
- You have asked me quite enough!
- I get no joy from juicy joints,
- I really do not see the point.
- I do not want to use the bong,
- I think that buds and hash are wrong.
In a tincture would you take it?
I could show you how to make it.
- I do not want them in a tincture
- Or in any other mixture!
- I do not want green buds and hash,
- I do not want them Mister Stash!
- Why do you care if I try them?
- Will you profit if I buy them?
I offer buds and hash for free,
There is no benefit to me.
Someone said that that you were sick,
green buds and hash might do the trick.
If you find you're getting thinner,
With no appetite for dinner,
Or you suffer from sclerosis,
Epilepsy or neuroses,
For almost all the ills that ail ya,
buds and hash will never fail ya.
Have glaucoma? PMS?
Green buds and hash have much success.
For protection against strokes,
Its best to have some potent tokes.
If your muscles are not dandy,
Try some green bud infused candy.
For migraines, spasms, even cancer,
Green buds and hash provide the answer.
If you are not feeling right,
Then have green buds and hash tonight.
- It's true I am not feeling great,
- My health's been rather poor of late.
- My doctor says that I have ills,
- He told me I should take these pills.
- I cannot even sleep at night,
- I never do feel quite alright.
- I will try green buds and hash,
- I will try them Mister Stash!
Pfffffffffffffft!
- Hey now I am feeling good!
- They worked just like you said they would.
- I have never felt this fine!
- Green buds and hash are quite divine!
- I will bake a green bud brownie,
- Whenever I am feeling frowny.
- I will try them vaporized,
- That technique seems very wise.
- I will take them in a tincture,
- And in every other mixture.
- Perhaps I would prefer to puff,
- And stop when I have had enough.
- I will roll some massive joints,
- And smoke them down to little points.
- I will toke upon the bong,
- I will do it all day long.
- I really like green buds and hash,
- I do enjoy them Mister Stash!
- Thanks for being so insistent
- And for being so persistent.
- My mind and body are improved,
- My spirit also has been moved.
- Though I was told they are a sin,
- Green buds and hash are medicine.
- I'm sorry that I was so hateful,
- Now I know I should be grateful!
- Thank you, thank you, Mister Stash,
- Thank you for green buds and hash!
heres a poem i wrote for a french class a long long time ago haha... its about my bong that i had at the time that i called ma maitresse... i had a better poem that was actually printed in the schools arts magazine thing that was about me getting high but i guess no one got the meaning haha... well either way heres the one about my old bong in french and then translated in english
(I cant find my finished product so if theres any french mistakes oh well haha)
Ma maîtresse
Quand j’entre ma chambre, essayant de perdre le froid
Je saisis mes mains autour de mes genoux serre
Toute de suite je sens ma sang m’engouffre a traverse mes veines
Pensant prudemment mon prochain mouvement
Mon esprit feuillette rythmiquement par mes passe-temps
Je considère quelque chose chaud de manger mais je passe par rapidement
Agite jusqu'à mon esprit vient finalement à ma seulement constante
Je marche à la résidence da ma maîtresse et entre avec circonspection
Déshabillant elle lentement, reposant d’elle sur mon genou par un moment
Je la regarde longuement, les tourbillons brillantes de bleu et vert
Tenant elle dans mes bras, je caresse sa cheminée lisse
Je la place sur mon lit avec douceur, promettant que je retournerai immédiatement
Courant au mes cabinets, je saisis mes herbes de la meilleure qualité
Je les grince à une poudre fine, remplissant un bol au dessus
Ma seulement consolation dans un monde angoissant
Quand je me réchauffe à son corps
Il est moi qui sens la chaleur partout
Ma maîtresse
by ribs
(translated)
When I come into my room, trying to lose the cold
I grasp my hands around my knees tightly
Feeling the blood surge through my veins
Pondering carefully my next move
My mind rhythmically thumbing through my pastimes
I contemplate some warm food then pass on quickly
Flustered until my mind finally comes to my only constant
I walk to the dwelling of my mistress, and enter cautiously
Undressing her slowly, resting her on my knee for a moment
I gaze at her intently, the brilliant swirls of blue and green
Holding her in my arms, I caress her smooth chimney
I place her on my bed gently, promising that I will return quickly
Running to my cabinets, I grab my finest herbs
I grind them into a fine powder, filling a bowl to the top
My only solace in a harrowing world
When I heat her body
It is me that feels the warmth throughout