Smoking is a dying art
Only tried it once for my part
And I see the tobacco companies
Are still making lots of pennies
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Unfortunately in this world, money is God. Besides making cigarettes, companies pollute our water and air and manufacture guns that kill us everyday. Surely people 'dont' matter and are exploited A thought provoking poem that touches upon a major socioeconomic dilemma
Tried one, many years ago, thought I was going to die. Despite the warnings the habit lives on.