"Hey Mister Ganja Man" (poem)

Hey Mister Ganja Man
Where you goin' with that big, big smile
Come over here and sit with me
Let's talk a little while.

He said I'm feelin' happy
I got some good good weed
I said, yah, I see you smilin'
but that isn't what I need.

He said don't you want the ganja?
How do you get along?
I said, I took it to the music
and I put it in a song.

Then he smiled broadly
and said don't you want a taste
I said sure I'd love to smoke it
But I really want to play

He said I'll sit and listen
I might smoke a little too
I hope that's not a problem
Is that ok with you?

I said not to worry
Rastafari loves us me too
I'll just play my song now
If that's ok with you.