In morning light, our zookeeper wakes bold,
With fragrant dreams from last night's leafy feast.
A quick toke here, a puff that turns to gold,
He stumbles to the zoo, his mind a beast.
The flamingos dance, all pink and quite absurd,
He swears they're breaking into jazz-based tunes.
A lion yawns, with wisdom like a word,
“Dude, just chill, and vibe beneath the moons!”
He feeds the monkeys snacks, they laugh and tease,
While otters play a game of who can slide.
He thinks they’re plotting deep world conspiracies,
And giggles loudly as he starts to hide.
But as the sun sets low and shadows creep,
He realizes it's his nap time—lost in sleep!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
