humorous poem
IP: 71.175.22.13
Posted on February 5, 2018 at 01:03:44 AM by wishbone4nihilist
cannabis sativa mini seedy saga
(the smoker you are,
the drinker you get -
never vouchsafed by this
ill eagle non substance
nor amber liquids
of the dogs imbiber).
as a mathematical abbot
weeding thru bathroom rag
i.e. regular toilet tissue paper
prior to completing important
private business matter
on the sacred porcelain chamber pot
more revered than the king’s throne
molded from a gold ingot
which the heady Mary Jane
made more than hit token appearance
and quaffing
inxs of one hundred proof shot,
Nonetheless, boy gnome hatter
her inebriated state,
she still looked smoke kin hot
asking if I wanna marry
her attired in drag
at a joint where bong
banged on by the hands
of a phenomenal drummer
taut as a hemp knot
with music in his blood
while blowing fractal rings –
holy marcal scott
the immediate utterance
and rather creative bon mot
found me stock still
like stone wall Jackson,
who unfortunately got shot
unwittingly by his own
(confederate troops),
whose demise an awful blot
per the southern cause
during the civil war
and if anachronism
to receive medicinal aide
available instead
of primitive treatment he got
as well as other wounded soldiers
of misfortune on the battlefield
whose faith the any almighty
power could do little to save their lot,
yet availing my imagination
to twist time like that mobius strip
mortally wounded Rebels
and Yankees free from
facing death on a cot
might be successful hemp
entrepreneurs cultivating a little spot
of land hemp would outstrip
cotton as king as export to trot
back to lady gaga who
scorches throats yet delivers bagged
illicit goodies with bo diddly squat
narcotic as sweet
as savory kumquat
palliative that hits the spot.
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