August 29, 2009
By Anonymous

Here I am just laying here
My tip glowing yellow
Smoke is dancing upward
The outside world is mellow

I was lit up, though now thrown down
I lay here lone and quiet
But wait! A young tough Greaser
Wants to start a riot

My short existence started
When that greaser struck a match
Now i'll soon be ashesHow unfair is that?

Nicotine and cyanide
Leak out upon the street
Now i see more Greasers
Here for the "meet and greet"

My Greaser then stepped up
And to my surprise
A violent brawl started
Right before my eyes

Then a Greaser fell backward
Onto lil' ol' me
In the big ashtray in the sky
is where i'm gonna be

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