The Stoner

The Stoner

I was sitting on the corner, stoned 
When out of the blue, my dead aunt phoned 
How could this be, she rests in peace 
Right beside my loving niece
 
I answered the phone, and my auntie said 
"I know you think that I am dead"  
"I'm alive"- my auntie moaned 
Or- could it be that you're just- "Stoned"

I pulled in my head and turned around.
You will never guess what I found.
Her dog was sitting next to me stiff and dead,
I felt by now something is messing with my head.

Staring at me the dog asked for a drink.
I suggested water, and what do you think?
Strange howling noises it was making.
The dog said "Ill have whatever you are taking."

dogrhyme

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