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The Art Of Smoking

It's self defence, your shield of armour, one way ticket in. Whatever the excuse is, it's a question of cool control. Why pay triple price for a label? Why smoke? Why NOT give one dollar a day? Your excuse is my excuse is his excuse and hers. Let's blame it on the starving, on the poor and the downtrod. Blame me, it's worth no more.
Just protesting from within the art of smoking.

© Elanor Maud 2000

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