Mary Jane
Mary Jane, what an unusual girl you are.
You have fans that live both near and far.
They call your name from Bangor to Sausalito.
How popular you are from Fairbanks to Hilo.
It doesn’t take much for you to grow.
You seem to be the only girl some folks want to know.
Coming in a bag loaded with stems and seed,
your leaves are the only things we need.
We just adore having you around for company.
However, you can’t make your presence legally.
We wrap you up in some paper clandestinely.
Then, you can make us high as we want to be.
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