In a cozy nook, where the green buds sway,
Lives a mellow fellow, with not much to say.
His eyes like saucers, a permanent gaze,
He’s lost in a haze, oh what a craze!
With a puff, puff, pass, oh what a delight,
He finds deep wisdom in a slice of pizza pie,
“Is it round or square?” he ponders in bliss,
“Let’s calculate the area, this pizza’s a miss!”
His friends gather ‘round, with their giggles in tow,
Telling wild tales that continue to grow.
“Remember last Thursday?” someone will shout,
“Was it Thursday or Tuesday? I can’t figure out!”
But never you fret, for he knows how to chill,
In a world full of hurry, he simply won’t spill.
“Why rush through life, when the sun can shine slow?”
With a thoughtful exhale, he lets the time flow.
Oh, the munchies arrive, like a thief in the night,
With chips and ice cream, oh what a sweet sight!
A donut or two, maybe some nachos,
In his stoner kingdom, creativity grows!
So here’s to the stoners, the kings of the grin,
With laughter and joy, they always will win.
Just remember, dear friends, as you roll up your dream,
Life’s better with snacks and a sweet sticky dream!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
