Left holding the bag
The very small bag of weed
The endless fun of the night before
Has been reduced to stems and seeds
Nothing left not even memories
To subside until the next time I feed
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LIFTOFF!
Vacation, of course, can be sweet,
And getting away is a treat.
But boarding a jet,
With a stomach upset,
Can cause
The last day of my Coffee Shop was here.
Her I sit,
In this shop of mine;
Sitting here patiently,
Biding time;
I am content,
This
I grew up on streets that were covered in glass
I grew up knowing not to sass
I didn't have a father or a Mother
Just my dear
Yeah, ain't that a kick in the teeth...
This is different.
Any other time, any other person,
I would just walk away.
I've
by Adam Smith
Left holding the bag
The very small bag of weed
The endless fun of the night before
Has been reduced to stems and seeds
Nothing
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