He took a toke

I sold my cousin some poison ivy but I told him that it was pot.

When he started itching, he regretted what he bought.

He rolled up a joint and took a toke.

When he didn't get high, many of my bones got broke.

I learned a valuable lesson as I looked at my bruises, cuts and scars.

Never try to pass poison ivy off as pot if the guy is bigger than you are.

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This is a fictional poem

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