black are your lungs,
breath in & breath out.
cancer will kill you,
be scared but don't scream.
take one more drag,
& see where it gets you.
you know what you're doing,
once more & again
patches will stop it,
put on & take off.
your hobby was running;
& now walkking is hard
step once, feel the pain,
you're gasping for air.
this the life you chose;
trudge on & on.
smoking kills.
Why try?
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