For a hemp plant to be born
Sow the seeds as April stormes
Seek their shelter in a barne
Ho their garden rich and torn.

For a moon your darlings tend
For the sun you'll pray
Notice ye the shorter nites
And the longer days.

May all May be warm and brite
Mite all June be sunny
Hot and dry thruout July
Makes Augusts resins runny.

Pull the males before they blow
Don't fertilize the ladies
Let them ooze their tears of woe:
Sweet sticky hashish gravy.

T.H.C her finest hour
Catch it as its flowing
Pull the ladies while in flower
Their pistal tongues first showing.

Dry leaves slowly in the sun
The flowers set apart
Grass brings joy to anyone
Who feels joy in their heart.
Unknown "Angel Face" Feisty - 16 years, 10 months, 28 days ago