A VERY HIGH DAY

I HAVEN'T WOKE UP,
A DREAM THIS MUST BE.
COULD ALL OF THIS STUFF,
BE HAPPENING TO ME.

I SAW A SNAKE,A LIZARD,A BEE,
TO MUCH WEIRD STUFF,
FOR ME TO SEE.
THE GRASS IS GREEN.

OR MAYBE ITS BLUE,
TO MUCH WEED,
I THINK THAT I DO.
TO FIGURE THIS OUT!

THAT I CANNOT.
I'M HIGH SO HIGH,
HAVE BEEN FROM THE START,
WHAT DO I DO?

BUT,ROLL ANOTHER AND SMOKE,
ATLEAST WHILE I'M TRIPPIN',
I KNOW IF I CHOKE,
ALL IS OK,ALIVE THAT I AM.

ANOTHER DAY,I CAN TRIP.
THEIR MUST BE NO END.
I LOVE TO GET HIGH,THAT IS TRUE,
WANNA GET HIGH,I CAN PASS IT TO YOU!