Papa's Poetry Corner: A Smokers Lament

Thursday, July 31, 2008

A Smokers Lament

Early in the morning, I wake up with the need, That urge for that first cigarette, That evil smelling weed. I had a pack last evening, But I smoked it all last night, Now I look in desperation, But there's not one in sight. I looked in all the ashtrays, But there was nothing there, Not one single... Sign in to see full entry.

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