Her Drug of Choice
She says she prefers weed
That its as wholesome as green trees
But if she’s a marijuana queen
Why can’t she do more than eat
Babies need their mothers
Men need their lovers
But her only desperate desire
Is to set Mary Jane on fire
Is it a gateway drug
For many it is a help
For her it’s not enough
She mooches off everyone else
Maybe her teens wasn’t a dream
And she had childhood trauma
But nearly thirty and it seems
She is the cause of today’s drama
I’m not a fan of anything
That kills your motivation and dreams
Your drug of choice isn’t working
Please abort and start praying
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