thinking while walking

i don't roll blunts, i smoke cigars, cigarettes, fat bowls of marijuana
shape a doobie for my pondering walks through the country.
wandering through reflections of a choice picked up an seen through
til a blue moon lie, lights a lantern in the sky which gives me a hell of an idea
passion is for real lying in a bed of bad action so they say.
play a pity fool to see who takes me jumps my bones or even show they wanna
im not the droid your looking for to make use of the age.
be it but a number i think its just a stage
an along the watchtower rapunzel tied her braids