I fired it up,
and took a big hit,
I coughed my ass off,
it was some badass chit.
My eye's started to narrow,
and I started to grin,
I pulled back my hair,
and rubbed on my chin.
I came upon a garden,
where the gate's were green,
they were made of marijuanna,
the best I had seen.
I began my way up the path,
made of orange zig zag,
picking up fallen leave's,
and filling my bag.
The further I went in,
the more colorful it got,
I was really digging,
this garden of pot.
The bird's were singing,
the bee's were humming,
butterflies were floating,
and grasshoppers strumming.
I rolled another fat one,
then I started to toke,
I held as long as I could,
but then I started to choke.
My head was spinning,
I was way past high,
I could see all the color's,
of the rainbow in the sky.
There were merry little maidens,
and knight's in shinning armor,
a bullfrog grinning,
and a snaggle tooth farmer.
I finished my journey,
in this corner of eden,
I was in this place,
I call "The Garden of Weeden"
A contest entry
- TEN THOUSAND POINTS OF RHYME (Now 20,000+) Part 7 Humour by cricketjeff.
1250 points, ended January 15, 2008, 43 entries
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800 points, ended January 27, 124 entries
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Comments
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lol just missing one thing, a buffet containing all the different kinds of junk food in the world, thank you for entering ill take a second look at this
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I can just see you in that garden, too!! Only question I have is... Can a sister join ya and fill a bag ?
Great job!!
Love ya!
LisaMarie
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Many thanks for this interesting poem in our contest.
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Sue and Jeff -
The Garden of Weeden, I think I have been to this place before, and how lovely it is. Good luck, I hope you win...
Well done!
~B.
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