womanly hands

My man is on his way right now

My man is on his way right now
To see his man in turn.
If all goes well, within the hour
Marijuana we will burn.

At 12 high noon I had in grasp
Cent soixante-dix in U.S. cash.
From my hand to his hand it passed
So together we can smoke some grass.

I trust this man though he could steal
The dough I gave to him.
But such a situation's
Probability is dim.

I hope that we will still be friends
When this deal concludes and ends.
We will not have to make ammends,
He'll give me what he owes, the end.

It could be purpz or fruit of grape
If it would be the first,
My smile would reach from ear to ear
My laughter, it would burst!

To see the green that I receive
In return for green I gave,
If I could do and I had saved
I'd buy weed this and erryday.
The chron that makes you want to say
Thank you friend,
Everything will be ok.

Inspired By, no. 1

No war,
But who's to say who's right?
No war,
Then what to end the fight?
No war,
So we can live in peace.
No war,
But how to beat disease?

oddlings.

no war.

Pictures we enjoy

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First Period English

Oh is the teacher still talking?
My mind had gone out for some walking
It seems that her tongue knows no stopping
And her lips on themselves will keep flopping

While thinking, I reachèd no knowing
That if her spittle keeps flowing
And if up her gestures keep blowing
Well then where is her mind going?

It sure isn't following mine
As slowly I tread the decline
Of scouring through brushes and brine
To find something I can call mine

Then just as I think I am fine
The teacher comes up from behind
And stings nerves like eye full of lime
"Tell me the quote and the line!"