.We like to smoke pot. We like it a lot.
Our small eyes are tearing for what we have not.
The nice pipe is here. A lighter is near.
I won't become freaked out, fear not, sister dear.
We miss the blue sky. It is cold, we will cry.
Our being mind is waning and we now know why.
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