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The Highs and Lows of Being a Stoner

In haze of green, my thoughts begin to roam,
Each snack a treasure, each laugh a delight,
The couch, my throne, in my cozy home.

With friends who vibe, we’ll never be alone,
Our minds take flight, oh what a funny sight,
In haze of green, my thoughts begin to roam.

My worries fade, like smoke, they cease to comb,
As munchies call, I’ll conquer pizza’s height,
The couch, my throne, in my cozy home.

With every puff, creative seeds are sown,
A masterpiece brought forth, though not quite right,
In haze of green, my thoughts begin to roam.

Life’s mysteries solved—like why is it a gnome?
And how the world spins in such funny light,
The couch, my throne, in my cozy home.

So here’s a toast, raise your joint to the dome,
Where laughter reigns and everything’s polite,
In haze of green, my thoughts begin to roam,
The couch, my throne, in my cozy home.

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