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A dedication to that lovely lady, Miss Mary Jane

I shall tell you of a woman we know
Who is usually found where others grow
But is at her best when raised indoors
With crystal fibres atop her pores
From her eyes that shine a shimmering green
To her hair that glows a reddish sheen
She uplifts our spirits, she brings us joys
She returns our need to play with toys
For those who do not know her, go now and see
Meet her, and speak of philosophy
Speak of life, of love, of experience
You'll think she's raised your intelligence
Pure goodness flows from within her depths
Intoxication with one sweet breath
To know this woman is to know no pain
This woman is known as Mary Jane

Sir Smittius