Wednesday, 1 September 2010

Poem's About Cigarettes cuz i'm dyin 4 one!

you my dears will always be my favorite little feg you see,
no matter how i run astray,
i will pick you up another day.
when i get my money in
there you are with your silvery grin
but now for a while i have a hollow packet,
where you indeed used to lie.
I'll wait a while babe and there you'll be in my pocket just for me!

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