Tobacco

Pretty much just a poem about smoking.

Tobacco is some evil s**t,

and hard to quit they say.

But it cant be to hard when I've quit,

At least 10 times today.

 

And vices like smoke and beer

may go straight to your brain.

but when tobacco isn't here

I go a bit insane.

 

F**k those evil sons of b*****s

for making it "so cool."

And f**k myself right in the britches

for being such a tool.

 

And I'll quit again you see

so many reasons why.

But if cigarettes didn't kill me

I would smoke until I die.

Author's Note

Ignore spelling.
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