Stoner Prayer:- Now I pass out into sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Grant no other stoner take my weed and bong before I wake Keep me safely in thy sight and grant no crackhead’s thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake breathing scents of wake ’n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may swiftly fly when myself shall be so high in a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head far away from all these scenes and the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land where the cops never take you out Where the weed won’t burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I’ll promise then never to leave again
Posted on: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 12:20:14 +0000
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