Marijuana Creed Poem by sammie kelley

Marijuana is Holy weed,
I shall not want,
It maketh me lie down in green pastures,
With an illegal smile plastered across my face,
It refreshes my soul and makes my head righteous,
Even though I walk through the alley's of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
For I am to stoned to worry or care,
Its tops and flowers are the things that comfort me,
It keeps me together in front of those with bad vibes,
My pipe runneth over,
Surely dope will get me through the times of no money,
Better yet money will get me through the times of no dope...