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My air is contaminated by the cigarette smoke that I smoke....walking in the puff clouds makes me choke...though I enjoy it no joke...no money in my pockets cause the habit leaves me broke...calming my nerves destroying my lunges...the excellent taste...the life shortening plunge...I know I’m not wrong when I say that death from it is painful and long...getting weaker...still so strong...though I throw myself into this painful drug...my shoulders I shrug...as I pull and tug...puff and **** my air contaminating cigarette smoke that I smoke... -Peter T. DeSpirito
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Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
Ode To The Cigarette
My air is contaminated by the cigarette smoke that I smoke....walking in the puff clouds makes me choke...though I enjoy it no joke...no money in my pockets cause the habit leaves me broke...calming my nerves destroying my lunges...the excellent taste...the life shortening plunge...I know I’m not wrong when I say that death from it is painful and long...getting weaker...still so strong...though I throw myself into this painful drug...my shoulders I shrug...as I pull and tug...puff and **** my air contaminating cigarette smoke that I smoke... -Peter T. DeSpirito
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Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
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