Oh, sweetest herb that doth bewitch my soul,
Thou art a blessing to the heart and mind,
A tonic that doth make me feel whole,
And brings a balm to the weary grind.
Thy scent doth fill my nostrils with delight,
And calm my troubled thoughts with ease,
Thou art a joyous, comforting sight,
That doth put my worried mind at ease.
Forsooth, I say that thou art a true friend,
A companion that doth bring me mirth,
And in thy presence, I doth commend,
My spirit doth soar, and my heart hath worth.
Oh, cannabis, thou art a treasure rare,
That doth bring joy beyond compare.
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"write 100 word poem the style Shakespeare cannabis"
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Thou art a blessing to the heart and mind,
A tonic that doth make me feel whole,
And brings a balm to the weary grind.
Thy scent doth fill my nostrils with delight,
And calm my troubled thoughts with ease,
Thou art a joyous, comforting sight,
That doth put my worried mind at ease.
Forsooth, I say that thou art a true friend,
A companion that doth bring me mirth,
And in thy presence, I doth commend,
My spirit doth soar, and my heart hath worth.
Oh, cannabis, thou art a treasure rare,
That doth bring joy beyond compare.
Generated by Chat GPT.
"write 100 word poem the style Shakespeare cannabis"
The term used at prompt line.
I know, I'm late to the GPT party.
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