Introduction

If you're trying to give it up, I'd like to wish your family and friends 'Good Luck' !

Last Drag

They'll stunt your growth, your breath will humm
like the air expelled from Satan's bum,
your face will resemble a dried up swede,
you must give up the dreaded weed.

They're coffin nails, they're cancer sticks
put here by the Devil up to his tricks,
he'd heard it all, but filter tips
would still be hanging from his lips.

Most boys were into Desperate Dan
but our guy worshipped the Marlborough Man,
he just thought we were really mean
depriving him of nicotine.

He'd tell the newsagent of his fear
who would snigger and say "Oh, no my dear,
you're the male equivalent of 'Fag Ash Lil' ",
as he was ringing up his till.

It's a year now, since that last drag
since his mouth pulled on a lethal fag.
What changed his mind? What was the force?
Why, death... of course!!

Copyright; Sandy
Email: howesa@pbworld.com