Smoke

Hoopie

No matter what the doctor may say.

No matter how my parents feel.

I will continue to smoke.

Until the day comes and my body decides to croke.

I'm not stupid I understand the severe danger.

my body is filled with a lifes worth of anger.

Continue to judge from the sidelines.

When it's time to die eternity is what I'll find.

To the gates of heaven I hope.

But to tell you the truth the life I live I will be denied.

Because I refuse to be blind and comply.

I'll let it be.

I'm not worried.

Just remember bury me a G.

  • Author: Hoopie (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2020 01:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    I gave up smoking 37 years, 5 months, and 25 days ago, not that I am counting of course.

    Andy

    • Hoopie

      That's awesome gold but I love black and milds man



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