Best Menthol Poems

Warlords love the crack cackling sound ...
faint vapors smelled worldwide, 
when twine toking on the choking peace pipe

Lying lips huffing and puffing,
blowing smoke out the barrel rear end

Frontal sphincter holes
open and close ... 
Pre-negotiated spoils fanning the wind

Rub two cancer sticks together,
to start a third...

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When everyone wore Calvin Klein
I wore pairs of Old Navy jeans and graphic tees
When everyone carried a mouthful Menthol Cigarettes
I carried a mouthful of Sour Patch Kids
When everyone was  having cups of  Kalik
I was having cups of Pina Coladas
When everyone was rocking Air...

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It matters much who is in control:
In a venture he is the petrol;
To others hands what is relevant
And fishes out those who gallivant;
Workers warn to be not sycophant
For treats the size of an Elephant...

It matters a lot who does control:
Early his catarrh checks with menthol,
So...

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Gideon is trembling with fear
His wife shivering with cold;
Some chattering sounds to bear;
A discomfort from The Cold
Now learnt a fitting lesson;
A bucketful to now heat
“Menthol at home a blessing 
To Life-Threatening Cold beat!?
He is near Seventy-Eight;
Agnes’ loss would be a weight?...

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