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.

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