Fumbling dice in hand, they gather 'round the table,
Really, do they remember who’s the bard and who’s the fable?
In a haze of smoke, the dragon roars so loud,
Everyone giggles, “Did we just slay the cloud?”
No one knows the rules, but that’s okay tonight,
Dungeons filled with snacks, their quest is pure delight.
Swords are drawn with chips, and drinks spill all around,
“Let’s fight this giant pickle!” is the battle’s sound.
Each round brings more laughter; no one’s stressed, you see,
Slaying monsters — or just munching? — in perfect harmony.
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
