lamsbread Posted September 23, 2011 Share Posted September 23, 2011 The Auto Flower PoemValley low, mountain high, plant a plant , where it can see the sky. Bring it sun, wind and rain, so mother nature, can grow this auto strain. Let it grow into frosty nugs and keep away those pesky bugs. When harvest comes and i hang her high. I'll wipe a tear from my eye, for harvest means , time to die. but as i sit back and take a toke. I'll remember I grew this plant for me to smoke.By Lamsbread Peace to one an' all Lamsbread 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Romeu9 Posted September 23, 2011 Share Posted September 23, 2011 Very beautiful! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dust Posted September 25, 2011 Share Posted September 25, 2011 nice poeme ^^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bozoph Posted September 25, 2011 Share Posted September 25, 2011 there is a hole in my bowl gotto plug it with a nugget Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
flowers to the people Posted September 25, 2011 Share Posted September 25, 2011 great poem mate, and all in iambic meter.may the muses bring you inspiration take carejohn Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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