Karl Stuart Kline

Karl Stuart Kline

Las Vegas, Nevada - When there was only one saloon in town!
Sunday, December 3, 2006

(2.42) Cigarettes (Stealing Moments From Their Masters...) Comments

Rating: 2.8

They’re one of your few pleasures,
But they’re bad for you, you know...
You laugh at the statistics,
There’re more likely ways to go.
...
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Karl Stuart Kline
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John Thorkild Ellison 04 July 2008

A very, very impressive, insightful poem. Well done, I look forward to reading more of your work!

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Melvina Germain 10 December 2006

An excellent poem indeed, it speaks of a life of betrayal of those that were once thought of as true friends. It also speaks of the users one might encounter during ones lifetime, the masters, the pimps etc. It also talks about the shame one brings to their family, a wrong choice of lifestyle. When all is said and done, a cigarette may be the only true friend. This poem paints a rather dim outlook on those that are looking for something they can't find. I like this poem very much, thankyou. Melvina

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Gerry Vehd 07 December 2006

Sad... but really true. Gerry

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Karl Stuart Kline

Karl Stuart Kline

Las Vegas, Nevada - When there was only one saloon in town!
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