Cancer Sticks

A serious poem about smoking
Toxins in;
never to come out
your lungs, if they could
would scream and shout

Your teeth; how yellow
your; how bad
but somehow, without one,
you tend to feel sad

It's more than a habit;
it's an addiction
these are all facts;
I’m not speaking fiction

your body will rot;
inside and out
nasty things will happen;
as you'll soon find out

So heed the warnings;
and listen to what I say,
stop smoking now;
because you won't any other day
   By Jamie-Lee Cuerrier
Published: 1/13/2008
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