Finally, I turned 22.
The drinks were great
The company was good
The table behind us
Had a spliff
Which they blazed openly
An act so blatant
Even Bob would be reluctant
We were tempted
Alas, I said
“Ryan, let’s blaze!”
We ain’t settling for second hand smokes
Light up we did
And smoke we puffed
Our spliff was far more superior
Though they had with them
A Grand Canyon
Which our eyes were glued to
It gets bigger
When new buckets are ordered
And the bottles run dry
A special thanks to Annie
For making that banana cake
And not sparing me the embarrassment, of song
It was one weird night
It was one weird experience
It was one hell of a night
Hasty, though.
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