In a hazy little corner where the laughter flows,
Two souls met while sharing a glassy bong’s nose.
With a puff and a pass, and good vibes all around,
They sparked a connection as their giggles abound.
She had hair like the sun, and he wore a grin,
He said, “Is it hot in here, or is it just the spin?”
She chuckled and coughed, as she handed it back,
“Let’s toke on some love, and forget the snack!”
With each little hit, their hearts started racing,
Moments turned magical, spacetime was chasing.
They planned a great future on a cloud of delight,
Imagined each evening as a merry stoned night.
“Let’s travel the world on this herb-fueled dream,
I’ll bring the snacks, and you supply the cream!”
But alas, said she with a mischievous glee,
“Only if you promise to share your best weed!”
They laughed like two charms, such a whimsical pair,
When the night took a turn— oh the smell in the air!
A friend with munchies, arrived with a clatter,
“I’m starving over here! What’s this love fest matter?”
As they showcased their bond over chips and light beers,
Their hearts swelled with joy, and shared floods of tears.
For love in the herb, with laughter as glue,
Was stronger than anything they ever knew.
So if you’re down low, and seeking a thrill,
Just spark up some joy— let the world stand still.
For love can be found in a bong’s gentle wave,
Just take a deep puff, and be slightly brave!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
