Keeping It Clean
I used to drink, but now I think,
Being sober is the way.
All the smoke I used to toke,
Took up most of the day.
Between the two, I guess I knew,
My life was out of touch.
I must concede, the fault of weed,
Is that it costs too much.
Now I'm clean, strong and lean,
From hours working out.
But times I miss that herbal kiss,
Instead of being stout.
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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