SMOKER'S CONFESSION

Old stinky cigarette
How did you get on my back?
Got me fiending for you
Like heroin or crack

You serve no purpose
Yet I spend my cash
To keep you around
Yet you never last

You permeate my clothes
Deteriorate my breath
Contaminate my home
Until nothing is fresh

You wrinkle my lips
And threaten my health
Yet I don’t have the strength
To defend myself

My lover won’t kiss me
At church I’m ashamed
A self-inflicted handicap
I’m broken and maimed

All because in the beginning
The smoke made me curious
Now I’m hooked on a monster
Who’s deadly and serious

So please you pray for me
And I’m not joking
I really need to quit
This cigarette smoking!