hey jsut wondering if anyone had some poems about marijuana i have a couple: if everybody got a bong and smoked a lot of weed, then everyone would get along and end all of our greed. nother one is: weed is good, weed is great, weed makes me want to masturbate and my last one is: when i got high, i felt pretty fly. when i got stoned, i felt big-boned. when i came down, i wore a frown. but i fixed this wrong with a hit from my bong. tell me what you think and add to it.