John Thorkild Ellison

Poems by John Thorkild Ellison : 400 / 451
Poetry Can Damage Your Health - Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
The day my doctor died of smoking
I bought myself a fat cigar -
I realised he must be joking,
His funeral was so bizarre:
A dwarf in multi-coloured clothing
Sang louder than the parish choir
And though my heart was full of loathing
I leapt upon the funeral pyre.
I'd often longed for such a roasting
And knew it was my friend's desire,
I shouted out 'We'll all be toasting
In Hell's incandescent fire! '
Don't be discouraged by this story,
Smoking cigarettes is fine,
Inhale them on your days of glory
And drink your fill of rich, red wine! !
Poems by John Thorkild Ellison : 400 / 451
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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 19, 2005
Poem Edited: Friday, September 23, 2011
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You have certainly shared with us an interesting write. Funerals can be an amazing celebration of ones life. Thank you (Report)Reply
What an odd ditty. Never read its likeness before. You've offered something different, unique. It begs for more development, though. It's somewhat abbreviated, and I was wanting more of the story when it ended. (Report)Reply
What a BAD message, really! ! (Report)Reply
Well done! A Great read! (Report)Reply
And what is health? what is the relation between poetry and health?
So far my knowledge goes
Health is matter, poetry is spirit my dear.
Both are interlinked.
See poetry as symbol of love affection and all goodness
Love poetry as poetry loves you.
You are to take care of your health
Poetry is there to take care of you. okay. please reply. (Report)Reply
This made me smile... (Report)Reply
an absolutely wonderful and funny poem. (Report)Reply
My in-laws swear by undilute alcohol and unfiltered cigarettes! Blaze on, I say! Wonderful verse made me smile. (Report)Reply
it reminds me of my golfing buddy he always lights up a cigar on back nine.
i always walk ahead of him and very far. (Report)Reply
Another really good write. (Report)Reply
I absolutely loved this poem. It made me smile, thinking of my joke that I am smoking for the cancer. Beautiful work darling.
Blessed be
Tatianna Rei (Report)Reply