Snuff and Next Tears

Even if Angels you lead, Easily reaching your bead, God's commandments always heed, On the clear begging need, To join the sowers of seed, You keeping His Decreed Creed; To the Church all your lands cede, Steering clear of Stark Greed And - yep - never tasting weed, It is still sinful enough That you walk around with snuff Ordering A Bold bagful And snuffing time a fistful... Smiles from snuff not for Heaven, The sneezes more than seven; From snuff unnecessary tears While things are just fine, no fears