The Smoking Room Poem by Dorsey Baker

The Smoking Room



In The hotel lobby
Waiting to check in
Lots of activity
Cleaning crew busy
Sweeping the carpet
It has a beautiful design
Everything on the floor
Is matching in color also
Clerks keep themselves busy
Handing out
Room keys

The line is very full
Of people suffering from
Extreme anxiety
Wishing that they could
Hurry up
And get checked in
Ready to smoke
And get lit up! ! !

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