More WEED, LessGREED

More WEED, Less GREED
“This world could use a little more weed, and a lot less greed.”
Said my stoner friend, as he picked a seed
From his yet to be rolled joint
I agreed
And said “you have a point”
As I sat on my ass
In the unkempt grass
Behind his shed
He finished rolling and said
“Here, you take the first hit…”
……………………………………………….
As we smoked, and talked about stoner things, it came to me, but got lost for a bit
That at least when it came to real shit
My friend was a man who would practice that which he would preach
A week later, he went on a trip to the beach
When he returned, he seemed rather concerned
So I asked what was wrong
He simply said, “sorry dude, I broke your bong…”
And I grew angry, but then I remembered I had just bought some weed
Though with no bong, how I would consume it I couldn’t see
My friend, seeing my frustration said, I have a blunt wrap if you need
I said “only if you smoke it with me...”