Green Epicure

Yogabud

Water and sunlight Soil and earth From seed to delight The story of bud's birth You start in your shell A pinpoint of potential And if all goes well You grow up presidential Your scent gets loud As you mature And then we're endowed With gifts for the green epicure Cannabis connoisseur Or perhaps Cannisseur Some like the dabs But call me a dinosaur I'm old school Volcano's my favorite tool To savor the sweetness of vapor Straight from the bud That grows in nature