🏅Poetry Dice Challenge 3000 [PDC3K] - Week 4: The Cravings of Mary Jane
The Cravings of Mary Jane
"Pass me the weed."
Mary Jane uttered, half-asleep.
Grew into a tree, once a seed
Her greed of ganja, now rooted too deep.
One time beside the fountain,
she smoked using an apple as a pipe.
Suddenly, she was a bee in the mountain.
Gracefully buzzing in yellow and black stripe.
She'd sometimes lock herself in her bedroom
And try to battle her own demons.
But often, she becomes a salmon in a chamber of fume.
Too often, she'd lost all her reasons.
Poor Mary Jane can't balance her cravings.
Who could help to stop her ravings?
@krizia
Yes @xuanvo1? What's that for?
nICE! Is that written by you?
Yes, dear. I did write that.
My dear Mary Jane, it is time you seek help. I have also submitted my entry for the same contest.
Spreading Positivity
Hahaha. Your poem's hilarious. Do honeyed fruits really makes you horny? Lol. I hope we win @positivesteem!
I try to inject some humor.
And you were successful.
I love it
I'm glad you did! Thank you dear.
This is awesome!! Stellar entry this week! Steem-on! :-) Thanks for coming on board this challenge again.
Thank you for initiating such amazing challenge.
Well done with this challenge
Thank you so much!