A part of life
That I don’t get
Is why people drink
And smoke cigarettes

They often say
It’s an acquired taste
Watching them
All waste away

Rough and tumble
Stumble about
Ordering round
After foolish round

Missing out
Losing score
On what they did
The night before

While holding court
On looking dumb
Coughing up
Another lung

How may say
It’s an acquired taste
As they shake
And bake away

If it were
All up to me
They wouldn’t smoke
Wouldn’t drink