In Canada the tide is high,
Better buzz one can’t deny.
Smoke it now for ups and downies,
Eat it too in Alice brownies.
Puff on pot – it’s patriotic,
Also makes one less neurotic.
Grown on acres by the ton,
Sold by grams to everyone.
Some say it is in short supply,
Driving price up to the sky.
Doctors say it’s not good health,
Damaged brains the price of wealth.
Be cool and smoke it if you will,
Listen to ka-ching at till.
Albert Reeve, Gibsons
