One Polluted Cigar Is All It Takes Poem by Cigar Aficionado

One Polluted Cigar Is All It Takes



You used to dwell there
all your juice, filled me up.
Now I hunger, walking to
you, waiting, hoping you
will take back your syphilis
you juiced my tongue with
that killed me quite mad...

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