chain smoking~
I heard it was like a train
that bellows out smoke
while trying to climb a mountain.
We all want to be at the top!
So why not?
It has been coined
as a nervous habit
like a smoke filled bar.
It's just to cloudy to see
and hard to breath.
I like a Cuban or Havana
while I sit and write
taste of the good life.
I just can't figure
how they figure
it is like chain smoking?
It must take a magical touch
or some one very bright
because I just can't get...
the chain to light!
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