Bad Drugs :)

Poem By deanna lynn

that is hot
that bag of pot
smoke until the bowl is cashed
hungary so eat some tots
or potaoes that are mashed
when mom comes in and says whats that smell
you say mom just a lil bit of pot
can you get me a drink i have cotton in my mouth
she goes down south and gets some sunny d
ah man were out of weed
thats okay we have a seed
ltes grow our own patch of weed
we grew a leaf we did a good deed
now were out of pot
the story goes on nope not ending
so start back at the begining

Comments about Bad Drugs :)

THis is a very fun poem, but it has too many grammar errors to count...

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