Penelope’s Poems

April 6, 2009

Drag of a fag

Filed under: poetry — penelopephoebe @ 7:50 am
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DRAG OF A FAG

 

Sometimes life is such a drag

It bores me half to death.

Then I light another fag,

Which takes away my breath.

I love the halitosis

That lingers in the air.

I know I would always miss

It if it were not there.

The gentle ashtray perfume,

That some have grown to hate,

Wafts around my smoke filled room

And fills my lungs-just great!

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