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Mary-Jane

I'm sitting here wishing I had some smoke, smoke from a dubby and I hope I choke. there ain't no weed here and I hope I can buy, it's not much to ask for I just want to get high. It takes me away from reality and my mind rest, a well needed vacation from my thoughts which can get the best. The only thing that helps keep them out, is Mary-Jane that lovely lady and without her gives me doubt. I smoke weed whenever I can, I smoke weed so much I'm it's biggest fan. It's a way of life the one of a stoner, that's how I live it's as good as a *****. So when I get some ganja everything will be okay. and after I smoke I'll feel better the rest of the day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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