Through my window they arrive and bath me in lime glowing light

They get me high as they abduct, I will do as they instruct

They look towards their leafy ship, I understand and soon submit

Take me away



Kind bud kind of makes me cough

In vapor trails of pot exhaust

Kind bud space craft lifting off



Tripping out from this spaceweed, blurring starlights whiz by me

Flying further through deep space, traveling at cosmic pace

Vast and nebulous their route, returning to home no doubt

Fluid voyage to withstand, terrified, we start to land



Arriving upon this new world, a dense planet of crystal leafed curls

Pure sphere of thick vegetation, a highly evolved hemp civilization

Fortifications and towers loom chronoliths cloaked in carnivourous flowers

My mind is blow from what I see, extravagant extraterrestrial weed



Kind Bud

Space Bong



Where the Kind live, Where the Kind live

Where they creep, cruelty

Where the Kind live, Where the Kind live

Where the Kind live



Through crowded streets I am the herded, briefly my death seems averted

Past onlooking plant-people jeering, but it's where I am headed that I 



Should be fearing

Too stoned to attempt an escape but I do understand what awaits

A table of instruments spells out my fate: a specimen to scientifically rape