Acidman

Granny Smith, had a spliff,
and the Copper caught a whiff.
He closed his eyes; lovely smell,
and then ask Gran for some to sell.

Gran was shocked, nearly caught?
"I hope she's got", the Copper thought?
Granny gave her personal stash,
the Copper smiled and gave no cash.

He snatched the joint from Granny's hand,
had one pull and failed to stand.
Grey as ash; so stoned indeed,
the Copper's wrecked on grannies weed.

She reached down and swapped the stash,
with a great big lump of Euro Hash,
sparked her Joint, hobbled Home,
when indoors; picked up the phone.

Told the law what she had seen:
"Copper smashed, real mash and lean",
heard the sirens, saw the news,
“caught with hash whilst having a snooze”.

Feeling proud, real clever and smart;
cultivation: Grannies art.
She adores her budding girls;
there's U. K. Cheese and silver pearls.

Their her friends, her mates, her tonic,
her lust for life; grown hydroponic.

We sowed the seed of love at school
and drifted separate ways;
a love that we left dormant,
to sprout in later days;

a love without expression—
for we were both so young,
who would have thought it back at School
that you would be my one;

the one to share my life with,
now that our class dismissed,
the one that I would think of,
and wish I’d only kissed;

kissed and told you how I felt
but I was oh so shy—
when school was done and We’re apart
I’d sit and wonder why;

why I didn’t say it,
back when we were young,
but anyone who’s shy like me
would know it froze my tongue.

So school was now behind us,
and we were cast apart;
even though that seed of love
was placed inside my heart;

evolving as young adults,
so close but oh so far;
We'd see each other passing
like a flash or shooting star;

But I felt still so awkward,
quick chat then rush away,
and then I didn’t see my love
for many a long day—

the hands of time were ticking
and I hadn't found my one;
our seed was lying barren
like a field without the sun;

then halfway through our thirties
like a bolt from out the blue;
the universe It light my path
and lead me straight to you;

this life had marred my shyness
letting confidence transgress;
no more choking on my words
my mind I can express;

our smiles were brightly beaming
as we talked and reminisced;
and as that seed began to sprout
We came real close and kissed.