The Green Aviator

I buy you, green and fresh
With a bowl, that's how I test

Take a lighter, and smoke you up.
you make me go, up, and up, and up.

Then you turn from green to gray.
I just wish longer you'd stay

Now you're gone, and so am I.
I really feel like I can fly.

I'm coming down, and I feel bad.
Lucky I have two more G's in the bag.