In the haze where my thoughts can wander free,
I find solutions to problems of great weight.
Is there dinner, or should I just munch on some brie?
With every puff, I climb a blissful tree,
Conversations spark about the fate of fate.
In the haze where my thoughts can wander free.
My couch transforms into a throne for me,
Where time slows down, and I contemplate.
Is there dinner, or should I just munch on some brie?
With friends, I share this grand philosophy,
Crafting laughter on this dreamy freight.
In the haze where my thoughts can wander free.
Ah, the side effects of this herbal spree,
Like epic tales of squirrels that debate.
Is there dinner, or should I just munch on some brie?
So here's to stoners, we live in glee,
In every toke, we celebrate our fate.
In the haze where my thoughts can wander free,
Is there dinner, or should I just munch on some brie?
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