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A Pipe is an Apparatus of Peaceful Pondering

And so the Pipe ritual is an age old tradition
The first known pipes were made of bones
Plant matter was burnt in a hole at the end
The ossis pipe was of rudimentary design
Pipes progressed to be made of hard wood
Stone and also clay pipes of a conical form
Are pipes fabricated since time immemorial
Long stemmed pipes with round deep bowls
Became favourites of stoned pipe smokers
The pot pipe smoking tradition an old custom
Passed hand to hand, shared by visionaries
Spread by enlightened peaceful folk to allies
Traded far and wide by neighbouring tribes
Ganjah smoke tradition spread like wildfires
The holy incense of intellectual intoxication
Is a sacrament of scholars, and adventurers
The ceremony of pipe combustion tis unity
A rite of passage, an initiation of knowledge
The pot pipe’s a noble way of great antiquity
A tradition of calm thought and introspection
To contemplate chonged is self illuminating
A path of internal analysis and deep thinking
The pipe blazing ritual is really quite amazing
A pipe full of pot should be a daily indulgence
As herb fires up our brain wi’ sparks of wisdom

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