High Times Poem by Roger Bewman

High Times

Rating: 4.5


You are not confused
you are really amused
you are a poetic junky
playin' it along to feed the monkey

Today it’s your lucky day
met Oliver met Mark and Doris
A high maintenance friendship
Let’s go out and have some pints and fun

High times fill your psycho synthesis
take the wheel and drive to Grand Canyon

an Arizona dream is born….

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