Flowers

"Greetings, I am The Count. Do you know what? [Gasps] Look...flowers, I will count them. One flower...two flowers...three flowers...four flowers.[The Count laughs]"*

Life on this beautiful green & blue ball, me & you call earth, would be so very different if this godsent plant's, I cultivate on my land never existed. This flower that I hold in my palm is quite exquisite, though most adults are penalized, if ever cited with it. Hemp rope is too strong, it does not right for business, the Dupont family said "you cannot grow it", if mother earth's a criminal, then shе must not know it. They say I'm anti-government, but I'm just pro-pеople, and if you know Mr. Payze, you know he's so legal. Anyone that disagrees fundamentally with me's got a mental disorder, and you will know the truth is as essential as water. As the airwaves choke, on Rupert Murdoch's Cuban cigar smoke, I save up my money for a Sarah Jones record, knowin' just how much I'ma love it when I grip it, like the Judy Garland sproutin' in my garden, come & get it. Yo, they persecute the lady like every day, and she's a special girl...sometimes it feels like God's away, and it's a devils world...they will flood the streets with poisonous powder, though...Hmmm...know thats true...Unh-unh! But, they won't allow a beautiful flower to grow, now. What is one to do?

"Ah! I love to count flowers."*

[Laughs]
Right...

*The Count from Sesame St