For the record, I don't do drugs.

Meds, yes, when appropriately prescribed.
But not recreational drugs.

That said... this song came to mind... and I couldn't resist.... I probably should have. But it's hot, it's summer, and I'm tired of being responsible!!!

What a Wonderful World (II)*

I see trees of green, red roses too,
I see them bloom for me and you
and I think to myself...
these are really good drugs!

I see skies of blue, and clouds of white,
the bright blessed bag, the dark sacred pipe,
and I think to myself,
this is really good pot.

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky,
are also on the music that I see floating by.
I see friends shaking hands, saying 'how do you do!'
They're really saying, 'can I have some too?'

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow,
they'll learn much more than I'll ever know
'cause I think that by now, my brain is so fried.
Yes with all of these drugs, my brain is so fried.

*A parodied/plagiarized version. Original lyrics and music by George David Weiss and Bob Thiele. Parodied version by Muser Anonymous. Permission to parody and plagiarize was not sought, but will be, if I ever turn professional. Or even amateur.