Two souls ignited by a smoky swirl,
In a haze of laughter, a spark was born,
Bong in hand, their hearts began to twirl.
He passed her the pipe with a wink and a twirl,
“Let’s share this moment, my sweet little thorn.”
Two souls ignited by a smoky swirl.
She coughed and she giggled, oh what a girl,
“Is this love or just too much good weed we’ve sworn?”
Bong in hand, their hearts began to twirl.
They talked about life and the wonders of pearl,
And spat out the names of their favorite brawn.
Two souls ignited by a smoky swirl.
He promised her tacos, a savory whirl,
With munchies together, no need to scorn.
Bong in hand, their hearts began to twirl.
So now every 420, they share that old curl,
With love that ignites like a bountiful corn.
Two souls ignited by a smoky swirl,
Bong in hand, their hearts forever twirl.
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