Smoking Poem by Lilyann Monahan

Smoking

Rating: 4.5


I've made a bet with my best friend,
I stop smoking, he stops nails,
he bites them until they are so short,
they bleed and he always fails.
I thought it would be easier,
if I share quitting with another,
I'm sure I can do this,
If he can do the other.

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