Tugging my child through the buzzy door,
Hoping for lessons, but confused by the score.
“Look, over there! It’s a strain called ‘Cheesy’,”
“Mom, why does that sound so very… Freezy?”
“Understand this, my sweet little lad,”
“Evaluate choices, don’t lose your ‘glad’.”
“A few have high spirits, and some may be chill,”
“Who would’ve thought ‘skunk’ would fit the bill?”
“Get a friendly budtender, they hold the key,”
“Expect your questions, oh so many, will be.”
“Patiently wait as I show you the ropes,”
“Later we’ll laugh, sharing lofty hopes.”
“Embrace it, my dear, this green garden joy,”
“And remember your lessons, my little green boy.”
“Soon you’ll be seasoned—like a pot-smoking sage,”
“Just ask for ‘Giggle’ and watch the world stage!”
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