Sunday, September 21, 2014

Poem #42: In Which Jack Nicholson Doesn't Give A Hoot


Drinking makes your breath smell,
sugar grays your hair,
smoking gives you cancer, 
but I don't really care. 

GMO's are deadly,
stay away from them. 
Smoke will stop your lungs up,
and now I'm dead again.

Cigarette's are evil, 
so are pipes, they say. 
If I die, I'll smoke first
and die my favorite way. 


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