Bag of Purp

The first time I saw a bag of purp..

If there were birds in my head

Oh, how they would chirp

For this bud, unique and well-bred

This was before I used bud

As a creative tool

Back when my life could be summed

By adding video games plus high school

I was anything but cool

Now those days are gone

I use the THC as fuel

Though I’m still quite withdrawn

I keep to myself

Create my art

Take care of my health

Every day’s a new start

Every strain has a place in my heart

Each with its particular effect

If you use the bud, be smart

Treat it with proper respect

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