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Grim Reefer Addict

Rest In Pot
 
The grim reaper is a herb smoker
He payed me a visit just last night
Stoned 2 da bone twas quite a fright
He filled his bowl, then gave it a light
Eyes blazin red, lighting eye sockets
His skull eerily shined a pot green
He took a toke and started coughin
Like he was heading for his coffin
He started coughin n wasnt stoppin
I said maybe you shud smoke a bong
Here have a blast upon this shotti
He took glass bottle in boney hand
Tho he wa dead he wa a bro of ganj
He twirled his sycthe n laid it down
He was a stoned sycthian in past life
His sycthe created to harvest weed
Now its blade used 2 harvest souls
Like us wo/men are ganjah plants
The reaper started to bubble away
Smoke shot down fillin chest cavity
Fillin da reaper full of stoned jubilation
He said son that’s ever sooo smooth
Here’s another, there’s a 3 shotti rule
I said 2 da reaper handin coke bottle
Your smokin skills you gotta prove
He caned 3 shottis n den sum more
No way could he be undercover law
Da reaper said will you mek me one
Sure, i said, if you will let me live longer
He said yep this pipe deal is now done
The secret to livin a life of longevity
Is to live a life of weed and hash livity
To worship ganjah and her pot divinity
To partake in her medicinal property
Smoking herb is living life properly
So da reaper wont knock at your door
Only if da death skelly-bob’s on da score!
So hash to ashes, pollen and THC dust
Smoking herb in life’s a spiritual must ☺

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