In a ring full of stoners so spry,
They grappled and giggled, oh my!
With each silly throw,
And a puff, “Whoa, whoa!”
They forgot who was winning the tie!
Referee laughed as they rolled,
Their moves were all wobbly and bold.
“Hey dude, was that me?”
“Or you!” said the tree,
As they forgot all the rules they were told.
With each move that they tried to employ,
In a haze of their giggly joy,
They’d stumble and trip,
Then laugh at their grip,
Declaring the match a “dope” ploy!
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