Rollin Jay after Jay
Straight smoking all day
On our way to troll for treasures at the local thrift store
Parking in back..so we can smoke some more!
French fried,
Chinese eyes,
Just blissfully blitzed.
Drowning ourselves afterward in
bath and body mist,
When truly there's no amount of
cherry blossom
to cover up that funk
We reek like
White Diamond™
doused grannies
who was gang raped by some skunks

We never let it halt our flow though
Climbing out the car
with our threads looking fly from head to toe
Busting through them double doors
and they already know

Rummaging and rifling
through each
• magical ° mysterious•
junk pile

Gathering pieces that sparked our
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