Stoner poem contest...(must be about pot)

One toke, two toke, 3 toke 4....
Each time I take a toke I get baked a little more.

5 hit, 6 hit and even a 7....
Gods potent green bud you know was sent from heaven.

Now 8 drag, 9 drag and muther fuckin 10...
I roll another fatty, for in the morning I'll torch this shit again.

"Snootchie to the Nootchie.... good kootchie is so rare...
So I blaze a blunt, rub one out and pretend Pamela Anderson's is there.

Slutty fuck doll Pam, she's bouncin on my bone.....
when I'm baked it's sweet, I beat my meat and pretend I'm not alone.

One toke, 2 toke, 3 toke 4.....
I hear my mom coming down the hall way....Oh shit!! Did I lock the door???

Pants wrapped around my ankles... I trip and fall in flight...
My mom just caught me beating off and smoking weed tonight.

Now to all you pot heads.... that claim you dont jack off...
Your kidding yourself cuz we aint buying...what your sellin' so go fuck off!!

before i start, do we win anything? but here it is

The Sticky Icky

After a long night of blazing these buds so kind
Last night is a hazy memory left behind
I woke up stoned and I went to bed high
I woke up this morning and thought I was gonna die

Never before have I smoked buds so sweet
So sticky, so pungent, so dangerously elite
These buds were so dank
It was intense like crank

But its 2:30 in the day and that was last night
Iâ??ve already been up
But I still donâ??t feel right
Maybe it was PCP
Maybe Iâ??m just paranoid
Or maybe Iâ??m still high

I canâ??t really tell
So â??Oh wellâ?�
Iâ??m gonna pack another
And then Iâ??ll feel swell

Serenity
Enlightenment
Vacation from stress
Enjoyment
Nothing better

Lungs full of smoke
Eating untill you explode
Altered mind
Vaporization
Expensive
Sessions to remember for the rest of your life.

heres another one, a little repetetive but ehh.

This bud is so sticky
It's glued to my fingers
In my palate, the skunky smell does linger
I touch it to my flesh
My face breaks out
This bud is so good, so dank, beyond any doubt

My eyes are so red
My body is so numb
Now I'm down and my brain is getting dumb
I'm way too high
Now off to bed

Im leavin this sane world for some time
But not too long, ive only got a dime

Roaming around, only time to be free
God damn, theres cops, hide the tree's

Should have been a good little while
Hope the cops dont look up my file

They send us off with a warning
Relax, sleep, here comes the morning?

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Damon32

I put this in a different post but figured it would be fun for all us stoners to write something stupid and make each other laugh with how retarded we can get while baked.

It's poem contest time fuckers!!

It can be just a few lines if you want or get crazy for all I give a shit. Just make sure that smoking weed or pot are in the poem / song whatever.

Ok I'll start.....

I scored a sack of weed that's right.
The night... is gonna be a good one.

They say that fat girls cum alot.
So tonight I fucked...a big one!!

"Snootchie Nootchies!!"

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give to me my playboy channel
some killer weed
and sheets of flannel
soldiers to defend my freedom
and a trip on valium if i need'em:D

dai*ma:stoned:

Blazing that hash
thinking about gash
my bubbler is so smooth
makes me not able to move
chillin out in my room
jammin to some tunes
im gonna pack another bowl
fall down and roll around
get back up and toke
fall down again and choke
exhalin smoke clouds
blastin marley loud
mary jane you the shit
im gonna take another hit.

so who the fuck won the contest?

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Originally Posted by Damon32

One toke, two toke, 3 toke 4....
Each time I take a toke I get baked a little more.

5 hit, 6 hit and even a 7....
Gods potent green bud you know was sent from heaven.

Now 8 drag, 9 drag and muther fuckin 10...
I roll another fatty, for in the morning I'll torch this shit again.

"Snootchie to the Nootchie.... good kootchie is so rare...
So I blaze a blunt, rub one out and pretend Pamela Anderson's is there.

Slutty fuck doll Pam, she's bouncin on my bone.....
when I'm baked it's sweet, I beat my meat and pretend I'm not alone.

One toke, 2 toke, 3 toke 4.....
I hear my mom coming down the hall way....Oh shit!! Did I lock the door???

Pants wrapped around my ankles... I trip and fall in flight...
My mom just caught me beating off and smoking weed tonight.

Now to all you pot heads.... that claim you dont jack off...
Your kidding yourself cuz we aint buying...what your sellin' so go fuck off!!

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LOL i really liked that one

the yeag wins hands down...the pontiff of pot rules

This leaf she is freedom
A nurturing mistress

So sweet and kind
Never leaving me behind

My mind is free
like a little buzzing bee

The world is a fantasy
only real for the masses

My thoughts are jumbled
flowing sideways and backwards

The world is a storm
Blowing unmerifully

the world is a see
drifting ever so calmly

This plant she is mine
forevermore.

"smoking weed while muslim"

I'm not in prison for the weed.
They found not-my-plants in not-my-house
while I happened to be visiting
so they searched my car.
It was the Quran.

Suddenly things changed from
"it's just procedure"
to
"we need to search your home"
where they found the prayer rugs
and a couple of bongs.

Now my case is federal
for choosing the wrong religion.

Some laws,
some delusions and prejudices,
took my freedom away.

They can take my plants.
They can take my freedom.
But they can't shake my belief.

damn these are some good poems.. ill post a poem when im high later.. i gotta go to work now..