There once was a bartender named Mike,
Whose job was to mix drinks and hike.
But one fateful day,
In a hazy array,
He decided to smoke just a spike!
With cannabinoids swirling his mind,
He stumbled once, twice, but still shined.
A customer cried,
“Just what’s in that ride?”
He slurred, “It’s a secret—unwind!”
He poured a gin drink with some flair,
But forgot the tonic was there.
He handed a glass
To a chap in the class,
Who soon found it tasted of air!
Then a lady yelled, “Margarita!”,
Mike thought he’d be quite the cheetah.
He grabbed for the lime,
But wasted some time,
And blended the drink with a pita!
As patrons just stared in surprise,
Mike laughed with a gleam in his eyes.
“Extra crunch for the bite,”
He said with delight,
While searching the bar for the fries!
By the end of his hazy, wild spree,
He’d invented a drink called “The Bee.”
With honey and cheer,
He concocted right here,
A cocktail that buzzed like a bee!
So raise up your glass in salute,
To the bartender lost in his route.
For though he was high,
And his drinks went awry,
At least he brought laughter and loot!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
