Right now I am figuring out bills
and remembering years ago
when i was in the army
we busted a truck full of pot.
No one told us how much it was worth
but the truck was full of good
Colombian gold.
Twenty tons of bales packed hard.
Things are not adding up.
Fuel costs and expenses.
All the bills that keep coming.
I sure wish I could sell that pot now.
If I smoked half and sold the other
life would be pretty good right now.
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it really shows human nature and our wanting for whats best for us, good job
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