Listen, I fucking love Weed, an Ode to Weed

I like to listen to songs about Jesus getting high

So I can feel better about rolling blunts

On the floor of a taco bell bathroom

Or on my birth certificate

Among other things I don't tell my mom

 

Every boy I loved haunts my sock drawer

Love letters and golden tokens

White dudes etched into the grout in my tile

Why wouldn't you let me keep your underwear, Nick?

 

My best friend broke my dab pen and

I am just plain fucking broke

I am

Swirling down

Like the fish, I killed last week

 

Its been a long time since I've been happy

Without a joint in my right

an edible in my left

 

I'm starving for my parent's attention

I am a white girl with mommy issues

I've fucked fifteen men in three weeks

I want to pull my wisdom teeth out

 

Pass me my bowl, please.

 

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