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The Smoker

I'm coughing out in rhythm As I draw in more lushest smoke Ain't never done me any good But the Marlboro Mans got my vote Two packs a day at minimum I see no use in quitting Though the way I wheeze in the morning time There ain't much use in living The doctors give their warning My lungs are tarred and blackened The only thing I see I'm missing Is the free breathing that I'm lacking So leave me be to my greatest need We all know what that is Carcinogens and nicotine Are two of my favorite hits They say smoking wont send you to hell It just makes you smell like you've been there And to a smoker that's just as well In hell you'll never need a lighter So the doctor's can warn me all they want If they feel they must But I ain't leaving outta here Until that very last lushest puff... I'm not a smoker myself... This is just something I thought all you smokers would enjoy... So everyone light up, inhale, draw deep, exhale, Ahhhhhhh......

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 11/12/2016 6:31:00 PM
WARNING: The surgeon general has determined that smoking is VERY BAD for one's health: SIDE EFFECTS ARE: Black lungs, emphysema, cataracts, tooth loss but especially CANCER! Sorry, just had to add that Mike! :)
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Date: 11/12/2016 10:39:00 AM
Sounds like a good idea, Mike. I believe I'll go and get the pipe:)
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Date: 11/12/2016 8:21:00 AM
I be hack'n...I mean smile'n :-) cheers and cheap cigars! ~ j
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