Only To Find

I went to the computer
Only to find
There was a bag of weed
That certainly was not mine

I told my grandma Sandy
That she need to see
That on the computer desk
There was a bag of weed

And to no surprise
There was a crack pipe too
I started to talk fast
Inside I was sad a blue

This is a short poem
But I thought it would be
About something other than
That small bag of weed