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Smoke Till Your Hearts Content
For a princely sum of seven quid odd
You can buy a fare to see your god
With tar and chemicals in each fag
Your lungs are choking with each drag
Carbon Monoxide with a nicotine kick
Coughing and spluttering until you're sick
But pushing on with your tobacco intake
Tumours and Emphysema from a daily fix
Four thousand chemicals in each toke
Poisonin...
Friday 11th October 2013 12:38 am
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