Cigarette smokers are like dinosaurs -
a thing of the past.
Maybe more like dragons,
with all that smokey breath.
I'm not saying it's cool though,
it's really rather grotesque.
All these stinky dragons chasing their own death.

I'm one of them too,
but I try to hide it from you.
I'm a self-loathing smoker,
like a self-hating Jew.
But I'm hooked on these things.
What's there to do?