Bum A Smoke Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Bum A Smoke



She fell asleep with a lit cigarette
In her hand,
by the time she woke up
Nothing was left.
She woke up amazed at the amount
Of people that surrounded her,
Wondering how the hell
they all got in her house;
She hadn't realized
that she was at her own funeral,
she hadn't realized
that she was scratching her head
with a handful of exposed bone,
When she heard
what happened to her
she asked if she could
Bum another smoke

Bum A Smoke
Wednesday, July 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: horror,silly,smoking
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Kewayne Wadley

Kewayne Wadley

Groton, Connecticutt
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