This one is more for the newbies here, but anyone can enter (aside from the mod's). The pen is brand new and untouched by human hands since leaving the factory in China. It also measures in .01 increments for that extra peace of mind.

All you have to do, and this one is so easy, is to create a poem or verse to do with cannabis. It can be funny, melancholy, sombre or just simply poetic.

Please be original.

I will be the overall judge, although public opinion will also help sway my decision.

Forgot tomention the closing date for the competition is 15/01/08 (that's 01/15/08 for you guys in the US)

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my internets down so im on my mobile i cant write the poem how i would like so my next post wil be my poem 4 the contest called Indica Stone each line will be finished by a fullstop

wait that was a year ago?!

I don't want no haze i want an indica stone.
With a killer buzz that goes straight to my dome.
Gonna have to smoke, some more of this haze.
Im really hoping, only for a few more days.
Wont be long now till i get some cheese.
It always hits the spot and knows how to please.
I smoke the haze when i wake.
Not strong enough for my mind to escape.
Waiting for the cheese fills me with hate.
Just need to be patient just got to wait.

yeah skb we in 08 now

Tiny green hawks glide on slim brown tethers
'Tween flourescent sky and rockwool plain
I strain to see, and count their feathers
I know they've come to ease my pain

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"I am open to the guidance of synchronicity and do not let expectations hinder my path." - The Dali Lama

Fcuk!!!!!! Yeah ok, it ends 15/01/08 or 01/15/08 for you guys in the US. I've just had a pm from somebody so the deadline may be extended by a couple of days.

Thanks for the efforts so far.

This is good EB, thankyou...

Beautiful... very poetic. Thankyou solo'.

Hers my first shot at it....

As the days roll on by, as light changes to dark
I sit back on my couch with the feeling of contempt and love in my heart.
We relaxe close together as if we were one.I reminice of old time stories, oh what fun.
I sink further into my couch with a smile on face, my eyes heavy, and far, deep into space.
I think, do you remeber way back when...back when we first met?
I was nothing more then a 13 year old child just beging to get his feet wet..
You were hanging out with my friend,chilling, having the greatest of times.
I vividly remember the sounds of laughter,giggles ,the smells of fresh BBQ.
As I entered this new circle of friends I almost passed you on by
I hesitated at first ,knowing you not.I took my seat .Nervous ,was not I.
Three friends sitting, laughing, enjoying the life.A few smiles here a few snickers there.
A new friend ship we forged.Times and adventures no man every could afford.
Now today I am grown, with all of these memories etched and stoned.
Years of delight.Thousands of hours bent,days lost in time good times, yes we have spent.
I drift on that couch as day falls to night.I thank the lord above for his creation he brought to light..
Sleep takes me now but you are friend.FilthyFletch and ganja,a matched perfect 10.