Judge Me

We pass it around
One hit at a time
Everyone taking a toke.

It tastes like chocolate,
A hint of mint
And yes, I'm a little light-headed.

Everyone's smiling,
Most of us giggling
All except this one.

She's way in the corner,
Her nose to the sky
Looking at us,
Like "Really? You're high?"

Well honey, relax.
It's just this once.
I'm even choking on smoke.
It curls around me,
consumes the room,
And I let out one more laugh.