A poem of smoking.
Ooo, what a tempting ash trap
Horchk! Hochk!
Ah, enjoyment, indulge in the rushing dew
Hmmmm, that feeling, fluid rushing through tubes
Why do i have to use so few?
Hochk! Hochk!
Oh, now the memory rashes to,
Damm!
Hochk!
Crap!
The hospital queue is huge!
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