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.