You pock it in
you strike a match
inhale deep
you spit and curse
you hold it tight
in case it falls
pollute the air,
as you fart and blow
Your fingers yellow
your nails black
your clothes smelly
and you wonder why
I wonder too~
Why do you smoke?
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You pock it in you strike a match inhale deep you spit and curse you hold it tight in case it falls pollute the air, as you fart and blow Your fingers yellow your nails black your clothes smelly and you wonder why I wonder too~ Why do you smoke?
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