Best Spliff Poems

Mary Jane aka ganja, grass, marijuana and a host of other names.

Serenity is yours to gain
being led in dance to fairyland
swing waltz with Mary Jane

Sapped...

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Howard Marks and God Almighty
Shared a spliff, and had a whitey
Then had the munchies, and a bong
Annoying Peter with the pong
By which time it was...

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Somehow I feel connected to each lock
They remind me of a time before me when black was not just hip hop
They remind me of a...

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Christianity: “hitting yourself over the head with a hammer so that when you stop it feels so good.”

Judaism: “hitting yourself over the head with a...

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Reggae artist Peter Tosh said it best with his hit song "Legalize It". The legendary 
 Bob Marley  also glorified it in his music....

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Solomon Grundy, Solomon Grundy,
sniffer of glue, when offered, on Monday.
The Tuesday was hash, a whopping great spliff;
on Wednesday took coke, a generous sniff.

For Thursday some...

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Me slob clob be a dirty grey
me school an open alleyway
no sissy pens;  we wield 'em guns
me canna count but me's no dunce

Clompers bare;...

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I went to heaven before my time,
In dentist’s chair through sky did climb,
And in his goodness, verve and youth
The dentist took dull pain from tooth

And...

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So, farewell, Howard, Mr Nice
Massive reefers were your vice
Life’s but a spliff to puff and pass
All grass is weed, all flesh is grass

by Gail...

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Ive developed a bit of a fetish, dear,
The smelling of objects of a ***** kind.
"*****", the collective perspective of a selected few
Let me address the...

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“Yeha noha,
Yeha noha.”
The Indians chant, 
summoning the healing spirits
 from the marijuana cloud.
Puff, puff, and pass the chillum pipe.
Bodies carelessly twirl the ceremonial dance.
Those days...

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Who am I?
I’m root of a race and a culture
A lover not a fighter
Call me Weed… Call me
Spliff… Call me Ganjah
The tree that bears the...

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Say that everything will be just fine,
When I’m lying in bed with a bottle of wine.
And you’re workin’ on number nine,
Figuring out why I’m still...

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I.
In the full light of a warriors plight,
Sometimes it becomes a case of  being slighted and being Aright,
Its a case of solemn thinkings to...

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His hair is alive,  
serpents writhing, a man Medusa of the tropics, 
as if he wore the demons 
of colonialism and injustice on his...

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