It can’t hurt
by cricketjeff on May 18, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
We stand and chat and smoke the way friends do
And wonder at the sound of falling dirt
Each of us is young and strong as you
A little bit of smoke will never hurt
Good times are better when you have a smoke
The nanny state has really gone too far
What harm can just a few do to a bloke
We know how strong our bodies really are
The sound of falling Earth is getting loud
And If I have to run I’m short of breath
The clothes you wear look rather like a shroud
In bed at night I often dream of death
I’m looking up but cannot seem to see
The weeping friends who’ve come to bury me
Author notes
Actually I’ve never smoked, just following the picture prompt!
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