I think this weed
Is dank indeed
I said to Captain Cone-head
I don’t need
Coke or smack or speed
As long as I have this dank weed
And I will never go to seed
Captain Cone-head pulled his cone
And muttered something snappy
I said I’d be so happy
To have a shitload of this weed
So that I could be high indeed
And wear sunglasses like lou reed’s
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