Tag: 420
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WEEDSLEEPWEED
Call my poems a weed series About that plant dead serious Boys in town and got it, pick it up and let it fill me Many died for less I pick my poison let it kill me Penned with weed feeling Consuming not weed dealing for any peelers reading My shit pure as bells pealing …
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Craic Attic
They used to slag me for liking black metal Now feel train rumble through the track metal Rose with thorns and pillow soft petals No doc leaf pushing into nettles What’s up doc, I need prescription sheets Coz I’m gobbling pills like a junkie fiend Three sheets to the wind, keys I’m keen To kneel…
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Instructions for the Destruction of Ambitions
Ground down the green like shit alchemy sinks between the skins What I put in for my mind like a Mills’ pulled pin, slowed the worldspin Accedes to favoured pace Green fixed and skins licked and pasted like a clinker built ship sailing a basin Abasing myself at the altar of puns, whatever is rolled…