The Weed Cure

In a                              Habit

       Etheric double 

                                     Is Yen

                      Drag a man 

         To himself. 


                                       Yen

     Don't even know

                  Why it needs

                       When need has an ego

                       

Not Japanese currency.


When Yen dies

        Of ope starvation

                   You can take the Weed Cure.


Partake--

To keep calm and forsake. 


      Every stem cell 

                           Burst up the ghost 

              Rib muscles strike 

      Freak bang utot. 


Who needs Baal you got boy? 

Rocks and blows and tarry joy.


But take the weed cure.

                                 --Cuidado--

                       Weed adds sensitivity

                 To skin

          And that head fuzz

Can hurt like an

                Absolute 

                     Goddamn 

                               Motherfucker

                     Breathing

                Regulates

                          With aid of chronic

                                            The shakes

             Sweat out pest horror

                   After wash of throat yolk

                          Sleep is possible


                                 Any junky

                         Take the weed cure

                                      Fool Yen into switching itself

                                      Puff away the manic dragon

                 Take 10 years off your face

In but                             one

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