Quote Originally Posted by GHoSToKeR
Not too long ago I broke my handpipe, and now i've gone and lost my bong. How the hell did I lose a bong? Anyway, it's kind of annoying but i'll live with it, at the moment this weed is getting me high from half a joint, so all is good! But still, I felt like I should do something in memory of my beloved pieces, so here's a poem;

Parting - (an adaptation of a poem by Charlotte Bronte)

There's no use in weeping,
Though we are condemned to part:
There's such a thing as keeping
A remembrance in one's heart:

There's such a thing as dwelling
On the thought ourselves have nurs'd -
"I should have kept it in my wallet,
Or in a special purse!"

We'll not let memories grieve us,
We'll just forget our pipe and bong,
But every day remember -
"A joint will git 'er done!".

When we've smoked out each friend and brother,
When we've emptied each glass jar,
We will think of one another,
When speaking becomes too hard.

Every smokey cloud above us,
Every ashy pile beneath,
Willll connect us with those that made us choke,
And then made us laugh to death!

In the evening, when we're sitting
Or talking on the phone,
Then shall heart with warm heart meeting,
Give responsive tone for tone.

We can burst the bonds which chain us,
Which cold human hands have wrought,
And where none shall dare restrain us
We can meet again, in thought.

So there's no use in weeping,
Bear a cheerful spirit still;
Never doubt my heart is keeping
A place, for you, on my windowsill!


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bastard trick me in ur signature, i cant click the god damn b, you bastard lol jk i love you haha
sToNeDpEnGuIn420 Reviewed by sToNeDpEnGuIn420 on . Parting Not too long ago I broke my handpipe, and now i've gone and lost my bong. How the hell did I lose a bong? Anyway, it's kind of annoying but i'll live with it, at the moment this weed is getting me high from half a joint, so all is good! But still, I felt like I should do something in memory of my beloved pieces, so here's a poem; Parting - (an adaptation of a poem by Charlotte Bronte) There's no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping A Rating: 5