“My Grandma’s High on Weed”

by on December 27, 2013 · 11 comments

in Culture, Health, Ocean Beach, The Widder Curry

joint smoked“My Grandma’s High on Weed”

My grandma has a case of shingles,

She hurts terribly bad,

I wish I could do something for her,

It makes me extremely sad.

Grandma went to her doctor,

Who gave her a strong pain pill,

But all that it managed to do for her,

Was to make her feel more ill.

Grandma went back to the doctor,

Begging for some relief,

 The doctor said to get a weed card

 And then go buy some leaf.

So Grandma looked on Google’s list

 To find the closest place,

Drove herself to the parking lot –

Of course it was owned by ACE.

Up the elevator she did go;

 Got off on the second floor.

 Looked around and finally saw,

 A closed wooden door.

 The message said “come right in”

And fill out the form on the table,

Someone will see you very soon

 Just the minute they are able.

 The doc was in and he was nice

 He explained the costs and gave her a price

 The certificate was cheap; the “card” cost more

She had them both when she walked out the door.

Now, she wondered, what do I do?

She called her friends – the ones that knew.

She went on line and looked at a menu

This restaurant critic had an entirely new venue

The edibles were costly – $150 a pack

She just needed to buy a small sack

Indica for sleep; Juicy Fruit and Harlequin too

 Now Grandma needed to know just what to do.

 A trip to the BLACK solved the problem fast,

 Rollers, zig zag papers, a water pipe ,

 On her way home at last.

 Friends would teach her how to rid herself of pain

 She might need some lessons, again and again.

 She learned to roll, to suck up the smoke

Trouble was, she could only choke.

So now she’s done it a few times,

But the shingles are still ringing her chimes.

Granddaughter has asked” what’s the funny smell?”

Oh, poor grandma, she’s on her way to hell.

If anyone knows a better way,

Grandma is willing to hear what you say.

But until that time while the shingles abound

She’ll smoke that weed found in the ground.


{ 11 comments… read them below or add one }

Sandi Harris-Gompf December 27, 2013 at 1:20 pm

I love it! Apparently you can still be creative while imbibing! I hope it helps the shingles.


Zach on the side December 29, 2013 at 3:58 am

Still be creative? Try, “I’ve never been this creative before!” LOL


judi curry December 27, 2013 at 1:39 pm

Thanks, Sandi. Hope this new year is a better one for you! Hugs.


William Hunt December 28, 2013 at 11:13 am

My 77 year old Mom started using Weed last year to kick a morphine habit for pain relief. She was very hard to talk to during the years she was on the morphine but since using a strain called Harlequin she has been a different person and is back to being her old self. She was able to get a card relatively easily. My 87 year old Dad is so happy to have his friend back to bicker with. Glad to hear of other success stories.


Chuck December 28, 2013 at 7:35 pm

Great poem Judi!!
I recently watched this video about the benefits of cannabis for children with severe epilepsy and seizures. Some amazing results that are very hard to deny or ignore. Apparently many California children are being denied access.


judi curry December 28, 2013 at 7:46 pm

Very interesting, Chuck. Thanks for sharing it.


judi curry December 29, 2013 at 8:40 am

If you have not heard about medicinal cannabis for children with epilepsy, migraines, parkinsons, etc., please take a look at this video sent in by Chuck. It is absolutely fantastic and one that we need to think of with all the seriousness of aiding in the cure.



gristmiller December 29, 2013 at 3:15 am

What were we talkin’ about…?

Seriously,the little child with seizures is an incredible story.


Zach on the side December 29, 2013 at 4:02 am

Uh-oh, don’t we hope all your Job Corps students don’t see this! Best of luck with anything that works, you “bombin’ gramma.”


Zach on the side December 29, 2013 at 4:06 am

oops, forgot to subscribe to this “weed screed”!


Zach on the side December 30, 2013 at 1:04 am

Marijuana seeds have more organic, curative oils (32?) than any other material on Earth. But we’re afraid of the silliness and mild manners that the stuff produces. As a society we’re simply allergic to the idea of cooperation, peace and good will.


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