Ble Oh, herb divine, bless us this day,

With weed that sparks and joint that lights the way.

Lead us not into the clutches of big Pharma's spell,

But guide us towards CannaCures, where all is well.

The smoke that rises from the bong so fine,

Enlightens our spirits, relaxes the mind.

Inhale the goodness, let worries dissipate,

As we find solace in the plant we celebrate.

The buds that grow, adorned with crystals bright,

Bring forth joy and laughter, day and night.

With THC and CBD, a healing embrace,

Cannabis offers solace and a gentle grace.

But heed the caution, my fellow friend,

Responsible use, let it be your trend.

Know the laws, the limits, and the bounds,

To ensure your journey with cannabis astounds.

For in this parody psalm, we find a jest,

A nod to cannabis, a plant we've come to invest.

May its benefits be known, both far and wide,

As we tread this path with humor and stride.

So, bless us, herb, in your own special way,

May we embrace your virtues, day by day.

But always remember, in this cannabis delight,

Responsible consumption keeps our future bright.