DOOBIE-DOO

I smoked a doobie years ago,

Victoria rolled it, quite the pro!

Did I inhale? I must have done,

Because my giggle switch turned on!

Don’t get me wrong, I’d laughed before,

I’ve never been a tight-lipped bore.

I’d tasted wine, had some champagne,

I figured weed would be the same.

But goodness me, that stuff was strong,

Two tiny puffs and I was gone!

We told wild stories, secrets too,

I called my boyfriend, said, “we’re through!”

Effervesced with sparkling wit,

We babbled woo-woo truths for twits.

Soon the munchies joined the mix,

Demanding Toblerone and crisps.

Sprawled on cushions, fluffy-brained,

Linking thoughts like daisy-chains.

Doobie Brothers, doobie-dooed,

Shaking our booties around the room.

We crashed like comets, overslept,

Told our boss we had bad heads.

Doobie-sisters, still best friends,

Goofylicious ‘til the end.