Weed Eater...... [humor; Illegal Drug Consumption (Legal In Some States Now) : Dedicated To Ph Member Lifezentirety Luv] Poem by Bri Edwards

In my college days...
some were in a haze.
Not me, oh no, I'm too pure.
Why I didn't hardly drink a beer,
and when I did my face did wrinkle.
And that damn beer made me tinkle...
so much that I peed on myself, oh my!
The potheads graduated while MY grades did die.

No matter. I never felt the quest for knowledge.
I only went 'cause my guidance counselor stamped 'COLLEGE'...
on my high school student file papers.
But my college days weren't filled with capers.
Instead they were too often hours of long nights of sleep....
and afternoon naps which made it hard to 'up' my grades keep.
But all's well that ends well, some anonymous 'loser' once said.
I've had a good enough life without a degree. DON'T shake your head!

Now I've come to eat some weeds (dandelion leaves) from the yard,
and it's not because my wife can't afford food except for chips and lard.
It is still not the 'weeds' young Cornell students smoked in days of yore, and....
not LifeZENtirety Luv's hash-laced brownies, missing from his party [a bore].