(A/N: So I decided to just sit down and WRITE! No plot line, No REAL story, No idea what I was really doing. This idea kind of just popped into my head while I was doing my hair the other day. Not really an idea but kind of this little rhyme and I though it'd be a waste not to write it down......so, read it if you want. I honestly was high on 'The Good, The Bad and The Queen'. God there music is so great!! Go Damon Albarn! And Mick Jones.......and everyone else! lol. I think I might do a few of these "Story Time for the Children", Crude little rhyming stories. :P Enjoy it if you can. And if you DO review this PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, don't leave me messages saying, "Oh, drugs are wrong." or "This is inappropriate." Seriously, that'll make me mad. -_- And I'm not against weed so if you are and you want to lecture me about it, piss off. This is just a story. )
"Drugs Make you Super"
There once was a guy who was really high.
He climbed up a building to see if he could fly.
When he stretched out his arms and prepared to hop his best buddy Neil begged him to stop.
"You must not do this Zack! You'll Surely die."
Zack turned with a grin and gave his reply, "Do not worry my friend, I'm a stoner all the way. If I believe I can fly than I shall not stray."
Neil watched in horror as his friend jumped of the ledge.
He pressed his hand to his mouth and looked over the edge.
To his surprise Zack was still alive but with more than minor injuries.
His ribs were cracked and his legs, busted, his arms were snapped and Neil's heart was broken.
Perhaps he wouldn't be in this condition if he hadn't spent the whole day token.
Though Zack lay shattered he still spoke with hope, "Next time I try to fly I'll have to get better dope."
For that is the pot-head way of life, never give up or give in.
Even if your down on your luck if you keep trying you'll probably win.
.........Probably.
The AWESOME End