Wide eyed and tie-dyed
Fade, to, the sky.
Fully fried and glassy-eyed
Smoke rising high.
And so do I,
In a relative way
Feeling a third sense
For the eighth time today
Emotions run rampant
And so do I,
Don't be such a downer
While i'm flying high
"I'm getting high,
With my kite..
yes.. my kite
heh heh, that's it...
Flying high with my kite
In my basement, that's right."
Tie-dyed and glassy-eyed
Reaching the brink of reality
Wide eyed and fully fried
Smoke rising high.
And so do I...














Comments
I mean, I like it a lot. The rhyming is clever, and the general theme is pretty fun (I might be setting a bad example?) Good work, and Yes, I am faving this. ^-^
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