OK since others have posted poems written while high I figured I would jump on the boat. I wrote this extremely stoned about 8 years ago and it sorta encompasses my love and life according to Jimmy Buffett hope it doesn't suck too bad La Vide Buffett Palm trees in the sand, a good bottle of tequila and finding that lost shaker of salt. Afternoon siestas and a good bowl of ganja ,this is La Vide Buffett. That One Particular Harbor you try so hard to visit, Where dancing girls sway to a foreign yet vaugely familiar refrain... The island breeze ruffling your hair, flip flops tossed onto the sand, a beach towel draped over your chair and a hammock waiting. With a boat drink in your hand and shades over your eyes you seperate yourself from the chaos of the work-a-day world. Where the margaritas flow like water, the suntan lotion is plentiful and the corner store is always stocked for the morning after.... The ultimate in escapism and mental therapy...La Vide Buffett I was really stoned and really alone but it think it came out ok
