Smoking
What a curse
Addicted aged ten
It was fashion then
We boys where men
Caught at school
Dad went mad
Won't forget the hiding

Now smoking has gone through many stages

in the history of the blue/green planet,

and now tis judged so harshly and sore

I am in a cloudy room.
It is full of smoke.
Everyone is puffing cigarettes.
I hear someone begin to choke.

They inhale each

Pretty, little, tightly packed cylindrical object of joy,
Though everyone says you're bad for me, let's face it, I'm your