Hemp Poems - Poems about Hemp

......After a bit her cries died down, everyone could see she was dead, a small head hung between her thighs, mother and son covered in red. He had seen so much callousness, but this he just couldn......

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...Captured like an old black and white Raptured from all this plight I cling onto hemp rope ever so tight Wicked is the lonely in the night Longevity ain't what it used to be I'm still waiting f......

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.... and that other guy "room mate" i feel the hemp it ticklez Snap......

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... {“You can’t fight for what’s left in you, You cannot fight against the waging war that disrupts within you. You can’t be against it, it was fulfilled with nature, the nature of you with every i......

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...{"There is a part of me, Of us, That lay deceased underneath the frosty elixir and the lightning bolts that puncture our bodies. They magnify and embroider our wounds. They strenuously scorch an......

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.... everyone imagined mine eccentric intensified once yourn mine bare clap'd lock'd hidden from think nah......

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...BELOW AND ABOVE THE SEAS SURF FACE Gone are the fishers pulling Lugs; the Gull its gizzard rusty hooked; and barbed, limit its shelled Limpet supply as blown sand creeps; smart gulls dunk and d......

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.... oh Jehovah yessss mine Almighty God thuh hemp ......

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...Galley slave to obsessive compulsive disordered behavior announces... Fore score minus xv orbitz ago from being centenarian strong contractions forced me to pass thru cervix, buck naked bare l......

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...I sent my daughter to the finest schools where she learned all the golden rules Race-baiting pays, one's pronouns are weighed with marijuana fill up the ashtrays 'B-' student......

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...When the sun rises and spreads its sticky yellow syrup across green marzipan fields I rub the bees from the fragrant holyhock bells and sniff the nectar. I pull each cup to drink the breakf......

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...Some days at sea are nothing but work. Heave out and trice up. The smoking lamp’s lit. All one can dream of are stable foundations, Roots in the soil, and walls made of stone. Some days at sea ......

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...A bright dream, you have swallowed my morning sleep In your arms, you are drowning in love and affection Your eyes are stars in the sky of my heart Whispers of love, every eternal dinner of doub......

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...The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests Make their ramble through the undergrowth hot on the trail Of a sultry midsu......

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...Marijuana sommelier, A marijuana or weed expert. A Mary Jane professional. Someone happy to let the grass grow. Not a junkie or druggie, but a pro, a get high expert. Weed connoisseur. As a......

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