Daring spins that defy the rules,
All the judges are giggling like fools.
Noses twitch at the funky smells,
Cushioning falls, and laughter swells.
Eagle-eyed stoners, lost in a trance,
Competing for glory, but need a second chance.
Twirling, they fumble, grace gone to seed,
Swaying to the rhythm of the munchies' need.
All around, friends are cheering them on,
Finding a rhythm but forgetting the song.
“Oooh! Look at that move,” one might exclaim,
“Did he just say ‘nachos?’ That’s prime dance hall fame!”
Everybody claps with their favorite delight,
Standing a little too close, but feeling just right.
So if you’ve got moves and a little bit of green,
Join the contest where laughter is king and queen!
Buckle up, friends, it’s a wild, high ride,
At the THC dance party, come laugh, sway, and slide!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
