The Stoner Memory

When just getting dressed,
Proves to be quite a fight.
When I can't tell the difference,
Between my left and my right.

When my memory is traded,
For laughter and cheer,
In my mind, visions;
Of cookies, and ice cream appear.

When I can't even remember,
If I'm indoors, or out,
That's when I knowâ?¦
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Now, what was I talking about???
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