Tasted like hay and it ashed dark gray. The
ash so dour that it looked like clay.
Bought me an ounce thinkin’ “Have a nice day!”
Sparked up a bowl and it tasted kinda strange. My

eyebrows furrowed and my frown pointed down. Thought I
got a good deal. Realized I’d been clowned. Saw a
nice lookin’ price and the weight was an ounce. I
know next time to fold my wallet and bounce when I

come across bud with a chance to be a dud. Gotta
go with what I know or else it might taste like mud.
Now I gotta smoke up the rest of this junk. Can’t
give it to friends because it’s so damn bunk.

Tasted like a bale with a color slightly pale. Who
ever grew this stuff, I hate to say it, but they failed.
Now I got a bunch of hay that makes my eyes scrunch. When I
go to break it up, all I hear is CRUNCH, CRUNCH! 😦