High Altitude

Laughing Along With A Limerick.
The prompt word is “weed”.

A fellow who smoked lots of weed
Decided to plant a new seed;
It grew to the sky
And he started to fly
At a truly remarkable speed!

He drifted past clouds in the blue
With nothing in particular to do
He waved at a bird
And it seemed quite absurd
When he shared a quick snack with it, too!

NAR©2026

This is “Eight Miles High” by The Byrds

Laughing Along With A Limerick

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