ode to a random stoner that i always see in the school parking lot

random stoner, in your car
i can see you from afar.
high myself, from where i sit
i could see that monster hit.
i hope that you wont mind my stare
as you spray glade into the air
i saw you here the other day,
light one up and rip away
someday when im not late for class
we will surely pass the grass

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