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PLEASE QUIT SMOKING AGAIN, MY DEARWhen I wrote poetry I didn't smoke tobacco It helped set me free From having an attacko Now to write it again Send it away Get to the doctor Get some patches today Give up that filthy habit That slowly kills Throw it away forever Like paying off those final bills Listen to those tapes Hang out alone Say No! No! No! Be solid as a stone Cause breathing is what it's all about A 2500cc volume going in and out And smelling all of the fresh air Is what the Earth with me would share. 1/22/1996 1230 cj Vote for this poem
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