In a dojo packed with giggles and smoke,
Competitors gathered, all ready to poke.
Their belts tied tight, but their minds all hazy,
Karate meets cannabis—it’s bound to be crazy.
First up, it’s Tim with a mighty “Hi-YA!”
But he trips on his feet, and he lands in a guffaw.
The crowd roars with laughter, a puff and a cheer,
As he rolls like a log, then he munches a sphere.
Next comes the champ, old Master Lee,
With moves so smooth, as he sips on his tea.
He bows to the crowd, and his gi starts to sway,
“Do I kick to the left? Or should I kick this way?”
The referee’s lungs are about to explode,
He’s puffed on some joints—what a light-hearted load.
“Just kick each other gently,” he manages to say,
While trying to remember the rules of play.
Then there’s Lisa, who’s wondering why
Her opponent looks like a friendly, fat pie.
She leaps in the air for an impressive roundhouse,
But lands on a mat that resembles a couch.
As the final bell rings, the dust starts to clear,
The fighters collapse, laughing—oh, what a cheer!
With THC-fueled jabs and karate-style grins,
A tournament of laughter is where everyone wins!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
