A Poem For the Paul Bots
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A poem for the Paul Bots
You see toxic smoke
Instead of steam
Rainbows in sprinklers
Are a government beam
And you think to yourself
I want to smoke pot
You want no more fed
Cancer patients dead
Planes crash and burn
As the world turns
And you think to yourself
I want to smoke pot.
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It’s actually written to be sung. “What A Wonderful World.” Give it a try, it sounds much better. 😀