A Seven Pointed Star.

A Poem by Aurora

What's to explain?

Scissor, needle, end of a pin;
the bottle needs two holes.
Stick it in and light it
if you don't have a bowl.

Cover with your finger
the hole that's on the side.
Wipe your lips before you kiss,
we like our mouth-piece dry.

Suck it in, the embers glow,
take your finger off the hole.
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!
Let's see how long you can hold.

And breath it out, go easy now,
be careful not to swallow.
You're a pro, you're going great;
you will be hard to follow.

Pass it down, pass it around;
hold it till your turn.
It's almost gone, don't quit now,
just puff and watch it burn.

You're not happy, you're just glad;
a jokester, quite the clown.
You have more? Well light it up!
Puff and pass it down.