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Apr 09, 2010
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Pipe Dreams
O.g. master kush, delight
something for my tummy,
Willie Nelson smooth as silk
bubble jack tastes Yummy;
musty moss flavored hue
gray/green aroma, soft,
seeds are absent from the yield
and it's shadows make me cough.
Charitable donations
placed inside the vault,
a granite skeleton screams out loud
I swear it's not my fault !
Needs, and wants being equal
I enjoy both tooth, and flame,
edibles, and chronic
ask for it by name.
The final quarter is harvest
the healing powers I do invoke,
complacency, and dream time
accompanies the precious smoke.
something for my tummy,
Willie Nelson smooth as silk
bubble jack tastes Yummy;
musty moss flavored hue
gray/green aroma, soft,
seeds are absent from the yield
and it's shadows make me cough.
Charitable donations
placed inside the vault,
a granite skeleton screams out loud
I swear it's not my fault !
Needs, and wants being equal
I enjoy both tooth, and flame,
edibles, and chronic
ask for it by name.
The final quarter is harvest
the healing powers I do invoke,
complacency, and dream time
accompanies the precious smoke.
— docmaverick, Apr 09, 2010
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loved
16 years 2 months ago
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docmaverick
16 years 1 month ago
Dearest Loved....
Ross Hamilton Hill
16 years 1 month ago
What's up Doc?
docmaverick
16 years 1 month ago
Why, thank-you Mr. Hill....