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Jan 2018
I lovingly caressed its top,
Tenderly held it in my finger,
Quickly lit its bottom,
And inhaled longingly.
Slowly, my tension receded,
As I blew rings in the air,
Puff after puff after puff.
There was a knock on the door,
Quickly, I sprayed air freshener,
Opened the windows,
Slipped a chewing gum in my mouth.
It was mum,the same nag,nag,nag ....
I smiled and listened,
The special  cigarette  had stimulated me.
My mum was a nag.She went on and on without stopping.We never had peace at home and a cigaretted revived me
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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