Alessandra Liverani Poems

Something which seems clamorous and compelling
Crucial and critical it seems to be yelling
Important, indispensable, an absolute must
Really, can you explain to me what is all the fuss?
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To solve a problem you must be
Analytical and objective
You must include every single fact
And refrain from being subjective
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If I woulda known that smoking's just a hoax
I coulda refused them, I'd never even be coaxed
I shoulda listened to what my elders had to say
And then I woulda been a lot happier today
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A full pack of twenty, oh what joy
Now down to nineteen, I still feel buoyed
There's now eighteen of the precious white sticks
But who's counting, they're really not worth a nick
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I'm a smoker, that's what I am
I'll have a smoke whenever I can
You see me standing outside the office
And I've got one of those things stuck in my orifice
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Valued victims, sorry I meant clients held in honorable esteem
Did we help you realise your adolescent dream
Valued victims, did we turn you into debonair sophisticates
Did we deliver what we promised, an image that is first rate
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I am the chief head shrink for a tobacco firm
And the most important thing from me that they want to learn
Is how to make you stay a smoker, never give them up
Until you're on your death bed, and with them still in love
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I deserve a cigarette
I deserve to breathe noxious fumes into my lungs
I deserve to always crave a cigarette
I deserve to feel anxious if I do not have one
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People's lying here, people's lying there
People's lying everywhere
People's dying here, people's dying there
People's dying everywhere
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I am Mr Poison, I am here to help you
With everything you say and everything you do
Just reach out your hand and I will firmly clasp it
I'll help you anyway I can, all you have to do is ask it
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