There once was a stoner named Lee,
Who claimed he was smart as can be,
With a puff and a grind,
He’d leave woes behind,
And solve world peace over tea!
His friends, they would giggle and cheer,
As they passed him the bud without fear,
“For bliss is our goal,
And laughter our soul,
When we smoke in the great atmosphere!”
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