Mr Nicotine

Nicotine Nicotine,
Mr. Nicotine.
He hooks You if a kid,
he hooks You in between.
And he will hook You,
Every Molecule of being.
Mr. Nicotine,
Deadly Wicked Fiend.

Nicotine Nicotine,
Mr.Nicotine.
He Roll's in cash,
Poisons Blood Streams,
Man has a plan,
and You Can't Breathe.
MR. Nicotine,
A Fatal Paper Sleeve.
MR. Nicotine,
Until Your Last Weeze.


H.Eless
Poet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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August 13, 2022 at 8:08 PM
Never thought of Mr. Nico as a 'hooker' before this poem, Howard. Interesting angle.
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