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Debauchery

I inhaled the smoke, then wished to flee, thinking to myself "This is debauchery!". Take a gutter stub and light it back up, seeing how a slow death be your fancy!

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 4/25/2013 8:10:00 AM

My dad died of lung cancer at 56. Kind of a scarey thought now that I'm 51. Terrible habit that costs all of us in health care dollars and family misery.

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/25/2013 9:10:00 AM

That is a scary thought! (My dad is almost 59). Smoking is one of those things I've adamantly avoided... I just don't understand the appeal.

Donna Jones

Date: 4/24/2013 8:20:00 PM

Yes Timothy...it is a slow death..I've witnessed.....great description...

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/24/2013 11:52:00 PM

Must be a sad thing to witness. Limericks are supposed to be funny, but in a way this is more so cynical. Thanks for reading!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/24/2013 3:12:00 PM

slow death indeed. How I wish my dear daughter in law would stop this practice!!

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/24/2013 8:07:00 PM

I just feel it's a very "unnatural" thing to do. For whatever reason drinking doesn't bother me, but inhaling smoke seems like something that never meant to BE (unless of course you're in a burning building).

Painted Hunter

Date: 4/24/2013 1:06:00 PM

Hey Timothy...I'm a fan of limericks! To your question...she was standing ON the tracks...ha. The poem is actually about a smokin' hot picture of my wife...haha

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/24/2013 8:06:00 PM

Well then it makes the poem all the more exciting (and I mean exciting in two different ways... lol).