Everyday a kid gets his fix,
Two pills from the doctor takes away his twitch.
Tweak for the children,
Trips for the tired,
Weed for the lucky,
And Smack for the dieing.
They hook all them up,
And jail us for trying.
The American dream?
You have to be joking.
I want whatever my country is smoking.

This post was edited by logwarrior on Apr 3 2007 12:28pm

good point, good wroten

Im confused on the rhyme scheme especially in the middle

Not bad.