The Ghost of Mary Jane

Tock tock goes the clicking clock
As time goes by I hear a knock
I get up and answer the door
To find a woman her dress was tore

She had a joint hanging from her lips
I said come in she was still taking hits
She offered me a hot of her weed
I said sure and followed her lead

I looked back at the woman in the door
But she wasn’t standing there anymore 
Am I dreaming? Did I fall asleep?
So I bit my lip to see if it’d bleed

Now the munchies are setting in
So I hit the kitchen high as a hen
Hungry as hell and high as fuck
I look for food but have no luck

I go to my room and shut my door
To hear the same knocking once more
I get up and open the door 
To find the same lady as before 

I froze in shock not sure what to do 
But then she smiled at me and then I knew
She held out her hand and I looked down
She had another joint so we passed it around 

Eyes red and chocking too
We laughed and chocked till we were blue
I asked her if she had a name?
She said they call me The Ghost of Mary Jane!!!

                        By:Tiffany Holt