hey goddamit,
pass the fuckin' joint,
don't bogart that shit,
take a hit and fly high
like a light kite in the sky...
just float in the smoke
like an easy rider that's tired,
passed out and about
in Yellow Springs, Ohio
where we're Oh so High, Oh,
as that love of above
tickles my thoughts...
So please,
think of the sinking red eyes
and remember to pass that shit to the left...



BONG!