Whacky Tobaccy
I smoke my whacky tobaccy quite regularly.
I smoke my whacky tobaccy along with my morning coffee
and just before lunch so I can bring on the munchies.
A day doesn't go by
without it being indulged by I.
A little whacky tobaccy.
I smoke it on the job. I smoke it at home.
I smoke it with others. I smoke it alone.
I smoke it whether or not I'm having a good or bad head.
I smoke it when I have trouble sleeping, just before going to bed.
I smoke it to deter me from smoking cigarettes.
Between those two smoking evils, whacky tobaccy is the less.
I smoke it everyday and every night.
I smoke it when I need to increase my appetite.
The only major thing bad about whacky tobaccy that I must admit
is that you can get arrested for using or possessing it.
I smoke it for pleasure, medicinally and also because it's a vice.
It still damages your health and that's never cool or nice,
but it's a health risk that rarely yours truly occasionally takes.
I smoke it when it's there, but if it's not, I take long breaks
and before you know it, it's a habit long gone that I don't even miss
until someone approaches me and asks, "Hey Dude, Ya want a hit off this?"
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