Wordless Wordsworth

Monosyllabic

Loose habit

Monk’s helmet, no templars

This weed is cracking

Drags me under, green kraken

Engaging so much they named me greengage

Relationship with weed, spouse that’s battered 

He or she capable of change, all that matters

Sure he or she baits me regularly, also arranges

My life for me, is not shy conveying his or her love

White of my eyes embarrassed, red’s encroachment

Bloodstained doves approaching

Red birds will fly out of the east over Paris

Flattening the roach when I take two tokes

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