For you, Ms. Mommy

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You pick up that cigarette,
And inhale for that high it gives off.
Inhale for the cancer it'll bring.
Your kids watch you smoike.
Smoke away holding your grandkids.
The lighter sets the fire.
The fire to burn walking your child down the aisle.
You put the cigarette out.
Put out the hopes of attending your kid's graduation.
You throw away the use cigarette.
Throw away seeing your child begin to drive.
You buy a new pack.
Buy yourself the right to miss the first step.
But it's alright.
Lung cancer isn't that bad,
Right?





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