Ode To Sig Sigmond Arettes

I was a young adolescent,in love with Sig,
To me he was bigger than Big.
For him I had an insatiable crave'n.
Knew him so well,his sweet li'l maven.
Day after day,hour after hour.
I am weak and succumb to his power.
My family said Sig is evil and dark.
Sigmond Arettes is my light;my spark.
Friends knew Sig as ominous and grim.
I know Sigmond;I'm addicted to him.
The addiction goes on,year after year.
For Sigmond Arettes I shed many a tear.
I would hold him with love,with care.
It was a love that Sig did not share.
He just sat back;watched me decay.
Sig is still young,I'm old and gray.
I grasp at Sig LET'S MAKE IT QUICK!.
Youknow Iknow:you know I'm sick.
One last time;I know I shall regret.
Good-bye Sigmond,SIG Arettes.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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January 5, 2012 at 9:03 PM
I agree with the other comments on here. Very cleverly written. I'm sorry; I tried to get onto the chatroom, but it isn't working for me. It would be a honor to chat with you. You are a great, talented poet. Always, Laura
Riley Avatar
March 16, 2009 at 2:38 PM
Clever name for the worst poison on Earth, what on Earth is in the mind of a smoker, must be self distructive, but great minds smoke so , just an awful addiction. Great poem, I have many on that subject, Cigs distroyed my Irish roots from the first tobacco field my ancesters worked in. This hits home hard, thanks for sharring. Judy Riley
Winter Avatar
December 8, 2008 at 4:29 PM
You are too clever with this one. Just hope you have given them up and are well. Love, Shar
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