Lady Nicotine
Looking back,
my uncle was a joker...
In the bar most nights
and heavy smoker.
Coughed his way through life,
and Lady Nicotine
had no small part
to play.
She made sure she was
in the bar holding
his lighter
and drawing him on to further cigarettes.
Together they would blow
blue rings
and try to outdo the other on the sofa...
Uncle won.
9/21/2015
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015
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