Smoking Grass With Amelia Bedelia

Amelia Bedelia’s first backyard patio hang.

Anonymous guy rolling up joint on street by Enric Cruz López on Pexels

“Amelia Bedelia! So glad you could show.”

I welcomed her to my backyard,

Teeming with grass, unmowed.

“These are my friends, Jeff and Blaire,”

I said as my neighbors waved

From mismatched beach chairs.

“I’m happy to be here!”

said Amelia Bedelia.

“I never party, just to be clear.”

“Do you ever drink liquor? Even a drop?”

I asked, as my Dollar Tree

String lights flickered up top.

“It seems hard to get drunk, one drop at a time,”

She said, as I offered her

A Bud Light Lime.

“Oh, Amelia Bedelia, that’s a good point.”

We laughed with wide grins

As Jeff whipped out a joint.

“Tell us, Amelia, have you ever smoked grass?”

Blaire asked, as she topped off

A Baby Yoda shot glass.

“Oh, heaven’s no, that sounds absurd!”