Oh, what a day for a toke and a snack,
Two friends sat down with a glorious pack.
Each puff a delight, time drifted away,
Before they knew it, it was mid-May!
"Is it noon?" asked Jim, with a puzzled frown,
"Or just time for lunch?"—Oh, they both fell down!
For three hours passed in a moment so grand,
As they munched on chips with a giggly hand.
They planned a grand show for the neighbor's pet cat,
But hours had soared, like a bird in a hat!
With jello and glitter, they decked out the room,
Until dawn broke in, casting shadows of gloom.
“Oh fudge!” cried dear Sue, “Wasn’t it just night?”
They both laughed so hard, a most laughable sight.
So if you indulge, dear friends, heed this rhyme:
With cannabis bliss, you may lose track of time!
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