I want one so bad I begin to itch
But the more I have the more I get a stitch,
When I have one I feel satisfied
But the more I have the more I might die,
The one after tea is definitely the best
But the more I have,the more pains in my chest,
I used to run,I used to be fit
I need to cut down or definitely quit,
From freshness to blackness I can’t understand
My body was good,but now it is bad
All of them kill,no matter the brand,
You can kick it,yes you can,
Put it out before you choke
Trust me mate, please don’t smoke
By Christopher Wolvett
