Be very careful,
That's first to understand,
You can start a fire,
Know this beforehand;
To make a glass pipe,
Hold a torch in one hand,
Apply heat to the glass tip,
That should be the plan;
The temperature is hot,
That you must withstand,
Should the glass slip,
Know where it will land;
The glass, once made hot,
Will have a nice red glow,
Blow a breath of air,
With ease, do it slow;
The glass will swell,
Until you reach your goal,
You must blow it into size,
And make that nice round bowl;
There'll be a 'pop',
When making it an air hole,
And once it cools,
You'll be ready then to roll;
To be without a substance to smoke,
You shouldn't even pout,
It really isn't necessary,
And that, I hope you won't doubt;
For to smoke in it a substance,
That with ease you can scout,
You can get stuck in the pipe,
And may never get back out;
Tony Avila Sampson
Copyright ©2006 Tony Avila Sampson
Tony Avila Sampson
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