Drugs and Other Pests

Out of their hotels like gypsies they roam,
so we fumigate our infested home.
Foglike drugs they inhale —
roach smoke under the veil.
Dear Mary Jane makes herself right at home.

2/20/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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February 21, 2018 at 6:13 AM
Wow.. you really are the queen, I think Limmerjack is going to get worried...
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February 21, 2018 at 7:01 AM
Just dabbling...lol! Thanks, Silent!
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February 21, 2018 at 2:10 AM
Well I must admit this threw me a bit ,so goggled her.( Mary Jane) never knew it was called that. I've lead a sheltered life. Tom
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February 21, 2018 at 4:21 AM
Perhaps an OLD term...maybe why I heard it...lol
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