I love my cigars,
but only some,
and where I buy them,
and where they're from.
No place is better,
then the shop itself.
As the scent flows through,
it can't stop itself.
Still... It may be impractical,
or inconvenient,
to walk all the way to the store.
... but I'd rather do that,
than bye it from Amazon,
where the quality,
is made poor.
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 28th, 2025 21:45
- Comment from author about the poem: This was meant to be humorous until I could think of something better. Persistence is key
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