Im board off my ass, its sad but its true
Its 8 in the evening, with nothing to do
Friday has come, my phone hasnt rung
Perhaps it is time to try something fun
A magical plant...... that smokes milky steam
can make you trip balls, and live in a dream

I called up Cindy, the girl down the block
Sadly she's busy, sucking some cock
I called up Hank, 10 miles away
He asked how much, i was willing to pay
The anger i sensed, was apparent no doubt
Hank became pissed, and started to shout

5 dollars he screamed! Not even a dime?
"Dont call me again, your wasting my time"
I became nervous, with a knock at the door
It was broken down swiftly, i laid on the floor!

I dont recall much, I Blacked out for sure
The hallucinations i saw, weren't very pure
Police asked me questions, they wanted a lead
To the little ass kid, who sold me the seeds
I was dumbfounded at that, the visions mysterious
Perhaps i wont eat a plant, that makes you delirious.

You've a board on you ass?..I don't know want you mean??
Or maybe your saying?..its bored that you've been.
I can't comprehend like a Dr Zeus Book
Is it bored that you mean?.. or a Dr Zeus look.
Your board is all wrong..I'm just saying here.
Board or bored you really should be clear.
Board in your poem?..i could possibly learn.
But board on your ass?? could cause great concern.