Frenchmen, Pot Brownies at Work and the Rastafarian Name of God
There once was an old man from France
With the front cut out of his pants.
When viewed from behind
He looked perfectly fine
But the front caused a short, second glance.
Round two of the pot brownies goes.
What dose will run off my woes?
If I do go berserk
Will I show it at work?
If I don’t what went wrong? Jah knows.
