"Stairway to High Times"
There's a lady who's sure all that glows is green,
And she's planting a stairway to high times.
When she gets there she knows, the dank buds will gleam,
With a toke, sweet Mary Jane aligns.
If you blaze too much, you'll soon find your way,
Through the haze of the lady's green tower.
On her stairway to high times, she leads you astray,
With the puff, magic herbs empower.
There's a sign on the wall, but she wants you to burn,
In her garden of earthly delights.
Sometimes all of our thoughts, they misguide us,
And whispers of weed fill the night.
If you're blazing and brave, then join in her rhyme,
There's still time to change your highway.
She's planting a stairway to high times,
With the ganja, she shows you the way.
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