Spliff # 4,120

Running down the street dodging rain drops
Splashing on the beats like weeds on rocks
Stepping on the leaves. My words were wet
Like my shoes and socks, but that’s what I get.
Walking with the sheeples like a marshmallow in the sky
Doing the strawberry slide, on the Alewife side
I get back to the beaches, by reaching to a friend
He lit up a spliff, Northern Lights and Bali Shag blend.