Hey, Dude, Don't Harsh My Mello, Bro

Sam Adams was in his favorite bar
Drinking up a storm, smoking evil weed
Floating on cloud nine
When the man raided the place
Sam growled,
“Hey Dude. Don’t interfere with my customers
Don’t harsh their mellow, bro”.
He spent the night in jail.

WRITE A POEM ABOUT FLOATING.

or


WRITE A POEM ABOUT INTERFERENCE.