For the clock strikes a time, that we hold dear,
Our sacred ritual, let's make it clear.
Ripping the puffs, it's a unified cheer,
Offering laughs, like the finest of beer.
Night rolls around, with snacks and good vibes,
Celebrations of green, where laughter imbibes.
In a circle we gather, our spirits set free,
Get the munchies? Oh please, I'm still hungry!
"One more hit!" someone cries, with a twinkle in eye,
Oh what a ride, as we laugh 'til we cry!
Tokens of friendship, with goodies in hand,
Yes, it's 4:20—let's all take a stand!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
