Win A Digital Ph Pen!

skunkushybrid said:

thanks a lot so far guys, I've really enjoyed reading every entrant. Most, i've reread several times.

What I've also realised already, is that it's going to be too difficult for me to pick a winner on my own. So i'm going to leave the job in your capable hands. I think the best way to deal with this (once the comp finishes on 15th jan 08...) is to get all the entrants to vote for which they think is the best. Of course you won't be able to vote for your own.

I'm also extending the prize to 2. So there are now 2 of these pens to win.

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I feel that u should pick a winner skb, and the rest of us the other winner. U should simply pick the one u like the most. I like the way u find it hard to choose ur own winner and pass on the judging to us. If u pick one winner it would be done fairly. If we vote it could be done tactically. U cant escape that easily skb good try lol.

Reprogrammed said:

Go easy on this one, I wrote it awhile ago when I was extremely blazed. I barely remember writing the thing:
This is a rhyme from a small ganja farma,
Started slow but I earned my karma,
Bringing up plants like a dank snake charmer,
Product for free-I don’t play no game,
I do it all for my sweetie Mary Jane,
In a country of hypocrites I was brought up economical,
But in a purple cloud ganja showed me the spiritual,
Translated the speeches of leeches,
Like subtitles tellin’ me what he’s preachin’,
“Take this Marlboro Lite, hand over the sensimilla”,
Chargin' patients life savings to lower the pressure of glaucoma,
Taking tax dollars that go into Bush's nasal cavity,
Too coked to notice we on his lawn defyin' gravity,
We don't need a space program-only strong Haze,
Rollin' ziggies all day and soaking up the cosmic rays,
Pay no attention to the bullshit they spit,
There’s thirty million more who ain’t feelin’ it,
Red eyed chameleons amidst the populace,
Look all day but you could never spot us,
We’re the hushed revolution in the USA,
We quietly disobey and go about our day.

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this is a great poem, reprogrammed.

I agree he should pic one winner and we vote the other.

than its decided. its an old skool poem-off. lol

Evil Buddies said:

I feel that u should pick a winner skb, and the rest of us the other winner. U should simply pick the one u like the most. I like the way u find it hard to choose ur own winner and pass on the judging to us. If u pick one winner it would be done fairly. If we vote it could be done tactically. U cant escape that easily skb good try lol.

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Ok ok, yes it was a massive cop-out by me. I really didn't imagine that you guys would be this good. Some of you should get a book published, I'm not joking!

You'd vote tactically? Come on, it's hardly a gold bar up for grabs here!

It'll be really, really hard for me to pick a winner, so I'll use my friends and family to help me. Sounds good, I'll pick one, and you guys pick one.

Thankyou for all the amazing entrants, i'm stoked at witnessing all this talent.

party hardy,
rock and roll,
buy a bag. and smake a bowl,
for all you preps who think your cool,
think again, because stoners rule.

smoke, smoke,smoke a joint,
and pass it down the line,
take a toke and hope you choke,
and blow your fucking mind.

skunkushybrid said:

Ok ok, yes it was a massive cop-out by me. I really didn't imagine that you guys would be this good. Some of you should get a book published, I'm not joking!

You'd vote tactically? Come on, it's hardly a gold bar up for grabs here!

It'll be really, really hard for me to pick a winner, so I'll use my friends and family to help me. Sounds good, I'll pick one, and you guys pick one.

Thankyou for all the amazing entrants, i'm stoked at witnessing all this talent.

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I wouldnt vote tactically but someone could always say that someone cheated. Your passing it over to ur friends and family now lol. What u could do is to get each friend and family member to rate each poem from 1 to 10 the person with the most points then wins the comp.

closet.cult said:

this is a great poem, reprogrammed.

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I liked this one a lot too

Recruiting

Eyes of depth,
This dream unseen,
singing sweet songs
to praise our green

A shade so firey red,
but thoughts we bred
through tokes of a smoke
once alive, but never dead.

Sing, my people, sing,
we must resist,
fight this thing

And so we do,
in our own way
The country's sweet rebellion
we show the way

To a small young boy,
a heart of cley,
We choose to pass
the blunt his way.

-Stemseed

Roll it up, smoke it in,
let the the fun begin.
Whether 'dro or dank, dirt or schwag,
take that herbal medicine.

Bong, bowl, blunt or joint,
the method's not the point,
You've got what you need so thank the man
whose job God did appoint.

That magic bag stashed in the drawer
Had to have a sower.
Hail to the chief? I say nay,
Hail to the cannibus grower!

closet.cult said:

this is a great poem, reprogrammed.

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stemseed said:

I liked this one a lot too

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Thank you both. Your contributions are wicked.
Stemseed: Your style is very Keats, minimal but surprisingly well thought out.
Closet.Cult: It's clear as day you have a firm rhyming technique.

Stenkonia, you have a very unique flow that causes random beats to appear in my head.


"Amazing. They are laying down mad beats at 80% accuracy."
"I think that qualifies as ill, at least from a technical standpoint."

I decided this talent was too good of an opportunity to be limited to a contest.

See Toke N Write

Little diddy I wrote while listening to an old song (Battle Hymn of the Republic). Sing along if you know it!
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My corneas have born witness of the marching of the "Law",
He is tossing aside a Bud Lite and belching a guffaw,
He is brandishing a search warrant and imprisoning me up north,
The lies keep spawning forth!

[Chorus]
Jesus Christ what have we done for all of this?
Jesus Christ what have we done for all of this?
Jesus Christ what have we done for all of this?
The lies keep spawning forth!

I saw him hack and slash my babes and funnel up the smoke,
A better man would've simply approached me for a toke,
But what do you expect from such a dirty crooked bloke?
The lies keep spawning forth!

[Chorus]
Holy shit what the Hell did we do to you?
Holy shit what the Hell did we do to you?
Holy shit what the Hell did we do to you?
The lies keep spawning forth!

He's on his megahorn telling me to come out raising my hands,
Doesn't wait for an answer before busting out the ram,
I'm shackled up in front of a judge and in a bit of a jam,
The lies keep spawning forth!

[Chorus]
Twenty years for growing a plant!
Twenty years for growing a plant!
Twenty years for growing a plant!
The lies keep spawning forth!

Counting the tallies 'till the day I shall be free,
I'll plant the seeds from NYC to the hills of Kentucky,
Do your part to end the government's hypocrisy!
The lies will be squashed out!

seed

the miracle of life
and the creulest of deed
all slarted the same
as an innocent seed

rumors of war
and the powers of greed
will all be cut short
at the birth of a seed

today i have grown
but no one can know
of what ive achieved
as it scares my mom so

Fifteen years old and nothing to do,
make a call and wait.
Me and my friend recieve our gift,
and leave the rest to fate.

Nervous and wary, break up the trees,
pack up a small metal hitter.
My very first hit, cough up a lung,
make it home in time for dinner.

Nothing is happening, thinking "This shit is gay",
eating with my mom and dad.
Something takes over, the feeling so great,
the biggest dinner I've ever had.

Munchies subsided, up in my room,
enjoying my dirty deed.
Many years later and I still don't regret
the first time I smoked that weed.

what happened? i want my ph pen?!

It's all cool... just waiting for the 15th. That's the deadline.

My instincts control me
No man nor beast shall tell me how to think
I work with the land I toil in the rays
My ancestors have done the same
The warmth makes me feel alive
the air and smells I breath are the gift of life
I looked over these hills like they were my children
No man no beast shall ever tame me

I fly with the winds now
My body will feed the new
My love will grow up from the earth
You cant blame a man for standing his ground.
A humble man in a humboldt county on humboldt hills he tended he
provided for his children.
In the lungs of our brothers we all shall return
For to dust I return and to stalks I am born

Split seconds occured between that passage
Invasion of my thoughts Invasion of my dreams
Who knows what Ive lived and who Ive loved
The tears Ive shed for things of different greens
I wanted to enjoy life and provide for my kids
Collective thought I send back to you
For I tend my land WIth my steel and my armor
I go back to my mother I fed her with honor
I wanted to enjoy the fruits of my Marijuana




By Bearo420: Written mostly about the guy I heard who recently got killed by a cop walking up to his garden in humboldt. Like I bet it happened within 5 seconds but he was dead just for growing. I felt sad and kept thinking of him as I was trying to think of a poem.