Smoking Tom.... [s H O R T; 'bad' Habits; Dedicated To Tom Billsborough, A Friend On P H, Even Though He I S English! ] Poem by Bri Edwards

Smoking Tom.... [s H O R T; 'bad' Habits; Dedicated To Tom Billsborough, A Friend On P H, Even Though He I S English! ]



It's not too unlike a smoking gun,
bringing death with the setting sun.
I don't ever smoke cigar or cigarette,
but my brain may smoke when I am upset.

Perhaps your smoking habit fills a great need,
like your habit of gnoshing smoked meat with greed.
If you cheat in the kitchen and smoke up all the rooms,
it may be better than getting too upset and causing booms.

Saturday, September 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: smoking
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