We believe

 ‎I sometimes wonder what we might be, 
 ‎if we could just free the weed. 
We may grow far and free from greed;
 ‎ and gladly gain some empathy ‎
 ‎ We may sit and laze, day to day, 
 ‎ under sunshine by a bay;
 ‎or were working hard to make our rent, 
 ‎and we hit the bong when we are spent. 
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 ‎We smoke fattys to there end, 
 ‎ puff puff passing with our friends. 
 ‎Or in our lonely hallowed dens. 
 ‎With the earth we make amemds, 
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 ‎the sticky fingers from good hash
 ‎ is always followed by a laugh
 ‎ with kush there's comfort when we're strapped, 
 ‎ and so much Joy from our dog or cat. 
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 ‎ us stoners try to live in peace 
 ‎ while hiding from the punk police 
 ‎ though we respect each person's right 
 ‎ to do there job and live their life. 
 ‎ we also feel that we deserve, 
 ‎ the right to smoke our godly herb
 ‎ and live in that forementioned peace
 ‎ and take some crime off the streets 
 ‎ we will replant forests torn
 ‎ from the earth, they'll be reborn
 ‎ come on and help us heal the sick 
 ‎ and take a toke from the talking stick
 ‎ sit and hear from this industry
 ‎ and the betterment that we believe. 
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 ‎ homelessness drops crime rates plummet 
 ‎ increases seen throughout the budget. 
 ‎ you can sit idol and twiddle your tums 
 ‎ or you can crunch numbers and go over your sums. 
 ‎ this is not about money or corporate greed. 
 ‎ this shows the nay sayers it gives what they need. 
It's a plant that can house you cloth you feed you and heal you
So to the ones who refuse to use what can be reused to do what we ned to. 

 If this idea ever goes to polls, 
All those with sense
Will vote yes in their droves. 
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