
Cruciferae
Read Count : 135
Category : Poems
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1Step aground Scurry sound,Rat-tles the branchesAs when Autumn leavesHallowed Ground.Loose in Foot-wear MoleFigures can still Peak Out andSee Narc’sists cannotStand the Feet.(C)Tho Mustard Seed PlantIn Hollow BreezeHow Sud-den-lySupply in Need ofDeman-d whose HandTurns Gold Brown in-toMountains crops TopTo Topped Full Green2Rotary Winds Leaned inAsth-ma-tic DistressOver-come by a20 Year Smoking Habit.Hard to keep HandFrom Off Your Belt WhenTerrible Tantrums pout YouKnow They got to have it!!(C)Butt Although Mustard SeedAgainst narrow entrysCan Produce Un-ease,Meds high on MountainWill find it not thatDiffi-cult To Breathe-RedWill turn Green-As YouBurn and You Bundle……Your Ganja Weed.
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