A girl passes me She says "Glass Piece?"
And I go "What?" 'cause I was hearing:
Glass Peace And thought,
"Well yes, Peace is a lot like glass; transparent, fragile, pretty in the light, hard to put back together when broken"
But I said "What?"
And she said "Glass Piece"
(Passing me) And I figured it out
She was selling pipes, to smoke pot out of.