<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><span style="color: rgb(84, 130, 53); font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 26pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Cannabis </span><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(20, 24, 35);"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(20, 24, 35);">(author unknown)</span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><br></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(20, 24, 35);">Oh what fun we had,<br>Just fun, nothing bad,<br>The weed, the dope,<br>Swinging sixties full of hope,<br>Things happening all the time,<br>Far too many to note in this rhyme.<br><br>Good friends,gentle, full of fun,<br>Music new era just begun,<br>Thai temple balls,Thai stick,<br>Wow man, they really did the trick,<br>Festivals always free,<br>Thats how I remember Glastonbury.<br><br>Swimming naked in a lake,<br>That long hot summer bake,<br>Hair down my back, beard abounding,<br>Hippy ladies so astounding,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(20, 24, 35);"><br>Home grown super buzz,<br>Well hidden from the fuzz,<br>Laid back times, easy going,<br>Home made wine, nature bestowing.<br><br>Now old, but just the same inside,<br>Old friends gone,many died,<br>The pain not just in my heart,<br>Agony that tears, rips me apart,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(20, 24, 35);"><br>Oh blessed pipe that helps no end,<br>Old blackened familiar friend,<br>The sativex I rely on oh so much,<br>Soothing, now at times my crutch.<br><br>Old vinyl albums scratched and worn,<br>Memories of past times adorn,<br>Sun rays highlight drifting smoke,<br>As I take another toke,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(20, 24, 35);"><br>Then pssst a spray under my tounge,<br>This not around when I was young,<br>Prescribed and legal, good to ease,<br>My pain,my suffering does appease,<br><br>No one I know who uses dope,<br>Got messed up,lost their hope,<br>But alcohol has ****ed so many of my friends,<br>A slippery slope saw them to their ends.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><br></div>—————————</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Ahh, yes . . . San Francisco . . . 1977</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">I was in the Army, assigned to Headquarters Company, 504th MP Battalion (Presidio of San Francisco).</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">In the Army . . . strange, but true . . . to find out where the best marijuana is sold locally . . . check with the local MPs. Come to find out that the Moonshiner Tavern (a hangout of Rodna’s and mine) was quietly selling weed in the tavern’s restrooms. On a couple occasions Rodna and I made a purchase.</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Let me tell you, you don’t know what comfortable humor is until you’ve . . . laid in bed . . . watching Fernwood Tonight . . . toked up. <br><br>—————————————————<br><br><div dir="ltr"><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)</span></div><div><a href="http://www.moscowcares.com/">http://www.moscowcares.com/</a></div><div><br></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div><div><br></div><div>“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”</div><div>- Roy E. Stolworthy</div><div></div></div></div></body></html>