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Imagine a dystopian society designed by a committee: Niccolo Machiavelli, Homer Simpson,
Zora Neale Hurston, Tom Waits, Calvin and Hobbes. The last member of the committee
for the Enunciated Midget Nuns of Holy Flowers who had too much weed, they
sang. 'I'm in love with Mary Jane; she never complains, when I hit Mary, with that flame. One more time to kill the pain; hit the bong with a song"
As I packed the gauze with a brave mix of squidgey black and super strength homegrown, I tried to think of something to sing whilst smoking it. But then of course I realised my mouth would be busy
giving lip service to the congregation of wannabes.
