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  1. @TomZart on March 26, 2024 at 5:54 am

    POT FARMER SONG $
    I got out my pipe stuffed it with pot
    You better believe it held a whole lot.
    I whipped out a lighter thumbed up a flame
    Sucked down that smoke which comforts my brain.

    I tried alcohol smoked cigarettes
    They did nothing but give me regrets.
    My mom had arthritis could not walk around
    I rolled her a joint she danced on the ground.

    I thought I was losing my lovemaking knack
    After I smoked some to me it came back.
    Soon I decided prices were high
    I searched for some ground I wouldn’t have to buy.

    I bargained for seeds from smokers all around
    Got in my truck and drove out of town.
    I walked through the woods where wild birds nest
    Found me the meadow I thought was the best.

    I dug up the ground sowed all my seeds
    Said a small prayer for strong, healthy weeds.
    I watered at night with a five-gallon pail
    Mosquitoes went hungry for I wore a veil.

    Seven months went by; I thought I would die
    Till the Halloween moon was high in the sky.
    At night I went out, in a camouflage suit
    Used my corn knife to chop down the loot.

    I hung it up to dry where it couldn’t be found.
    Came back and got it, when it had turned brown.
    I trimmed off the buds, stuffed them in bags
    Called all my friends and passed out free drags.

    In less than a week my crop was gone
    I flew to St. Thomas with a love hungry blonde!!

    By Kansas City Poet Tom Zart
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  2. @lovemikijackson on March 26, 2024 at 6:39 am

    L A
    DENVER BE 20 YEAR’S OF PUFF PUFF PASS….
    NOW LOOK AT THE
    SHOW ME
    STATE.
    YEA O OK.
    COP HIGHER THEN THE ROOF…
    WE KNOW IN JO….
    WHY THEY RIDE TO PROVIDE AND THEN ASK WHY…
    MEDICAL REASON WON’T BE ENOUGH IF INSURANCE IS A KILLER… OFF CODE!

    STAY SAFE. YEP ITS COOOOLD