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Ode to the Cigarette

Ode to the Cigarette My air is contaminated by the cigarette smoke that I smoke...walking in the clouds makes me choke...though I enjoy it no joke..no money in my pockets 'cause the habit leaves me broke...calming my nerves destroying my lunges...the excellent taste...the life shortening plunge...it is wrong... death from of it is painful and long...getting weaker...still so strong... though I throw myself into this painful drug...my shoulders I shrug...as I drag and tug...pull and puff my air contaminating cigarette smoke that I smoke... By: Peter T. DeSpirito

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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