My fingers are sticky all day long
The finest stuff Im saving this for the epic bong
Water goes in followed by ice
as I take the first pull, man thats nice
holding in until it coughs out
swirls in the air guessing which route
Cant see my eyes but I can see you
a hybrid the hairs were blue
The smoke spins in the ceiling fan
Happy thoughts always flying like Peter Pan
if Im not soaring in the air
im melted right in the chair
The decision needs to be made
Im so glad that last night I got paid
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