One more cigarette I will smoke
One more puff I will invoke
One more taste, I will take in haste
Then I will hack and cough, and shake and choke.
One more cigarette for me to enjoy
One more lung for me to be destroy
One more breath, and I can taste death
Then another puff, so others I can annoy.
One more pack of cigarettes for me to buy
One more brand and flavor for me to try
One more pleasure, and one last leisure
Then from cancer, I know I will die.
Randy L. McClave
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