Drugs

by Josh Hayden   Apr 6, 2004


He died?
You must be joking...
Naw I know why he died its b/c he was smoking…

Naw I don't want to smoke b/c I want my life to last…
I know death comes b/c of stuff in the past…

You can even die of alcohol in a glass…
So when someone ask you if you want to smoke of drink say
“I pass”
“My anti drug poem”
By: Josh Hayden

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