Most Important

Poem By Alessandra Liverani

I think it's most important that smokers smoke their smokes
Because I know that if they didn't, and this is not a joke
The earth would stop spinning on its axis right away
And the middle of the night would never become a new born day

It's absolutely crucial that a fag they diligently ingest
Because I say this to you, and I do not say it in jest
Otherwise their bodies would turn into lumps of clay
And their freely flowing hair into bales of prickly hay

Without a cigarette, life as we know it would just end
The cigarette is something, something on which you must depend
To keep you breathing freely, keep a finely beating heart
Without it, well, I just can't imagine the disaster that would start

A catastrophe of such magnitude, incomprehensible to the human mind
And that is why smokers, those poor smokers are in such a bind
Because once they start it, it's imperative that they keep on track
God forbid that they should cease it, the sky would turn all black

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