
Once
upon a time there was a Princess
who stared out her tower all
night in distress.
She didn't need a rescue, she needed to
rest;
she was an insomniac and she
was stressed.

The cat's name was Puppy, and she had a tonic:
Princess Mary Jane needed some chronic.
Take
a few puffs and then pass it around,
she'd be so baked and would
sleep so sound

So
Puppy began to take up horticulture
with things that she’d
learned in Cannabis
Culture
The
weed made her purr because it was dank;
she grew more and more
till every room stank.
