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(A teal pen lies across the top of an open journal page upon which, in teal ink, is written:)

IF CAT STEVENS NEVER FOUND RELIGION:

[Spotlight on a velvet covered stool. Cat walks in wearing a tailored suit and fedora, sits, and places a 12-string Martin on his knee.] 

"This one is for the lady who asked for the Peace train was headed. [Long contemplative drag of a clove cigarette] Ma'am, it derailed. But the snacks are still on board."

(A teal pen lies across the top of an open journal page upon which, in teal ink, is written:) IF CAT STEVENS NEVER FOUND RELIGION: [Spotlight on a velvet covered stool. Cat walks in wearing a tailored suit and fedora, sits, and places a 12-string Martin on his knee.] "This one is for the lady who asked for the Peace train was headed. [Long contemplative drag of a clove cigarette] Ma'am, it derailed. But the snacks are still on board."

#Confessions of a #MiddleAged #Stoner

#ConfessionsOfAMiddleAgedStoner #WeedTrain #PeaceTrain #StillNoDisrespectIntended #CatStevens

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(A teal pen lies across the top of an open journal page upon which, in teal ink, is written:)

Weed train chuggin' slower...
Jump up on the weed train!
Oooh, aah, eeeh, ah ooh way...
Where the hell we goin', 'gain?

Weed train chuggin’ sideways...
Whistles hum a smoky tune.
Snacks are gone, thoughts are loopin’,
Is it midnight? Is it noon?

(A teal pen lies across the top of an open journal page upon which, in teal ink, is written:) Weed train chuggin' slower... Jump up on the weed train! Oooh, aah, eeeh, ah ooh way... Where the hell we goin', 'gain? Weed train chuggin’ sideways... Whistles hum a smoky tune. Snacks are gone, thoughts are loopin’, Is it midnight? Is it noon?

#Confessions of a #MiddleAged #Stoner

#ConfessionsOfAMiddleAgedStoner #WeedTrain #NoDisrespectIntended #CatStevens

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