In a field where the munchies roamed wild and free,
Competitors gathered, all stoned as can be.
With pie crusts a-crumbling and fillings galore,
They lined up for battles—oh what a sweet war!
With laughter and giggles, they took their first bite,
One fell in a fit of hysterics mid-flight.
“Pass me the cherry!” cried Tim with a grin,
While Susie just stared at her pie with a spin.
The judge held a whistle, his resolve slowly waning,
As half-eaten pies flew through clouds of complaining.
One gal stuffed a whole pie right into her hoodie,
While another declared, “This pie feels so moody!”
They tripped on the crusts and they slipped on the cream,
As icing and laughter were part of the dream.
When all was concluded, they bumbled away,
High on sweet victory—and pie, come what may!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
