Matt Mondschein

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Weeds - Poem by Matt Mondschein

Denounce not, the pot
grass grows abundantly
for a reason
does alcohol heal?
do anti this and anti that
move your souls?
healing is a gift
take it not from painful hearts
weeds perform powers unlike
pain killers
hypocrites kill
o does the pill
ire up Johnny
float on high
You'll get by
see you soon
up in the
sky

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 16, 2012


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