friends gods send
walk with your hand in mine
this way brotherhood will gain
in a future so bright
country can take pride
this journey will not be in vain
air eclair
i don't remember jack abramoff
hey journalist, you back off!
I tell you, in honest!
once there 'was' a forest!
no clean air, childrens cough
havana marijuana
marijuana keeps your pain at bay
medical of course, didn't I say?
no side effects, no no
not until well, you know
an elegy comes to me from far away
kicks of limericks
hey you, this is all just limericks
write some and get some kicks
out of it. you care?
have time to spare?
write yours on glossy lipsticks
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