Tobacco Blues Poem by Gypsy Boy Ravey

This is not a joke
I wish I had a smoke
Wish I could take a drag
Of a rolly or a fag
It would make me happy
If I had some baccy

I have got the money
But can't spend it that's not funny
Cos I'm stuck here in this cell
Doing no tobacco hell
I'm a man way over thirty
Sat like a baghead with cold turkey

Trying to rhyme some word with flowers
Trying to wile away the hours
Trying to stop my body yearning
Trying to stop my brain from burning
Trying to stop my brain from frying
Well anyways, I'm sat here trying

I've tried drinking cups of tea
But nicotine is calling me
Still five hours until canteen
And I'm not feeling serene
Then I'll be right for one more week
And go back to being meek

Then my calmness will return
When I'm sparking up a burn
Then I will settle down
Then I will loose this frown
Then I will be okay
And get through another day



(c) varey 2013