Tuesday, April 8

This is just a stupid little ditty I thought everyone might enjoy. Brace yourselves.

 Ode to a Stoner

        I am not quite sure why I like you.

       Maybe it is your glossy eyes.

       You look like you're enjoying yourself.

       Maybe it's your smile, like you just got slugged in the face but don't really mind.

       Maybe it is your aqua jacket, reeking of weed.

       We could watch laser light shows together, 

         and discuss what "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" really means.

      I will hold you as you puke off your hangover.

        We would hang lie on the couch at Java and look at the ceiling, 

     because that is all your brain is capable of at the moment.

      I want to be barely conscious with you, 

O beautiful Kerouac reincarnate, smelling of the earth and too many long nights,

      I will find a place for you in my music video!

Jenny thinks really deep thoughts @ 3:57 PM

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