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hallawayjoe Andyland 2014-11-10 7:09 PM Grass Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) |
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Grass As the Whitman said.... We are all leaves of grass Some of us are pedicured lawns of suburbia Others grow wild long and untouched By the blade of a lawn mower Or grass barber....or stylist. Some of us are crabgrass Some of us AstroTurf Some of us wheatgrass Some of us....Jamaican blue mountain Some of us are Kona.... Some of us K2 Whatever... We are all leaves of grass Some of us will be eaten by horses And we will become the green shit That you smell at the Kentucky derby As you sip your bourbon Some of us will be eaten by cows And we will end up at whole foods Or in your toxic burgers We will ultimately eat ourselves Ouroboros The universe will eat itself And cease to exist It's not a matter of if but when This will eventually happen Maybe it already has happened Or perhaps you are hallucinating After smoking too much grass man Whatever We are grass Thank Bob Marley Thank david peel Thank Willie Nelson Thank yourself For you are grass Now go home and smoke yourself.... |
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