Poems from bongwarrior

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I am the Warrior of the Bong
It comes from the ground,Weighs more than a pound,Doesn't make a sound,It's not alive,It's dead,Because it's clay.
There are lots of trees,Everywhere I look, They are all that I see.
Cow
You look like a cow,Get ready to bow,You can't!Why?Because you're a fucking cow.
Poppin them Xanies,With my boy Tanny,No fucks given,Except to your granny. 
He left,Feelings are deff.Hurt my feelings,Looked at the ceiling.Saw some tiles, Kinda gay.Just like Sabat leaving,Left us all greaving....

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