green grass, green as cash,
can break change just the same
but gone quick fast, both it and ash, cashed like the bowl,
im half, half as good as i could be,
and feeling twice the pain, cause I'm hardly half,
certainly not whole, without mary jane,
the crystals, her diamond necklace,
i love her long strands of red hair,
why can't I just smoke her, it just ain't fair,
always there, between pay days,
skies gray, and different lays, here to stay,
and I might grab my bong, or roll a spliff next time,
but i'll get high the same way, put the fire on the fire,
inhale, exhale, inspired.
enjoy.