A Short One for Smokers
According to her folks
She smokes and smokes and smokes
And never chokes.
It's all a bloody hoax,
So cheer up, blokes! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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I always enjoyed my smokes,
Nobody chokes,
It's all a bloody hoax!
haiku by John Thorkild Ellison
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Pipe Smoker
Because I love the soothing weed
And am of sober type,
I'd choose me for a friend in need
A man who smokes a pipe.
A cove who hasn't much to say,
And spits into the fire,
Puffing like me a pipe of clay,
Corn-cob or briar.
A chap original of thought,
With cheery point of view,
Who has of gumption quite a lot,
And streaks of humour too.
He need not be a whiskered sage,
With wisdom over-ripe:
Just give me in the old of age
A pal who smokes a pipe.
A cigarette may make for wit,
Although I like it not;
A good cigar, I must admit,
Gives dignity to thought.
But as my glass of grog I sip
I never, never gripe
If I have for companionship
A guy who smokes a pipe.
poem by Robert William Service
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Old Black Jacko
Old Black Jacko
Smokes tobacco
In his little pipe of clay.
Puff, puff, puff,
He never has enough
Though he smokes it all day.
But his lubra says, "Mine tink dat Jacky
Him shmoke plenty too much baccy."
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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False Prestige!
Train journey,
Youth smokes unmindful of co-passengers,
False prestige!
Chain smoker,
Chronic cough,
Lung cancer!
Smokes umpteen cigarettes,
Spends huge income on spoiling health,
Myocardial infarction!
Chronic alcoholic,
Cirrhosis liver,
Loss of life!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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When The Old Man Smokes
In the forenoon's restful quiet,
When the boys are off at school,
When the window lights are shaded
And the chimney-corner cool,
Then the old man seeks his armchair,
Lights his pipe and settles back;
Falls a-dreaming as he draws it
Till the smoke-wreaths gather black.
And the tear-drops come a-trickling
Down his cheeks, a silver flow--
Smoke or memories you wonder,
But you never ask him,--no;
For there 's something almost sacred
To the other family folks
In those moods of silent dreaming
When the old man smokes.
Ah, perhaps he sits there dreaming
Of the love of other days
And of how he used to lead her
Through the merry dance's maze;
How he called her 'little princess,'
And, to please her, used to twine
Tender wreaths to crown her tresses,
From the 'matrimony vine.'
Then before his mental vision
Comes, perhaps, a sadder day,
When they left his little princess
Sleeping with her fellow clay.
How his young heart throbbed, and pained him!
Why, the memory of it chokes!
Is it of these things he 's thinking
When the old man smokes?
But some brighter thoughts possess him,
For the tears are dried the while.
And the old, worn face is wrinkled
In a reminiscent smile,
From the middle of the forehead
To the feebly trembling lip,
At some ancient prank remembered
Or some long unheard-of quip.
Then the lips relax their tension
And the pipe begins to slide,
Till in little clouds of ashes,
It falls softly at his side;
And his head bends low and lower
Till his chin lies on his breast,
And he sits in peaceful slumber
Like a little child at rest.
Dear old man, there 's something sad'ning,
In these dreamy moods of yours,
Since the present proves so fleeting,
All the past for you endures.
Weeping at forgotten sorrows,
Smiling at forgotten jokes;
Life epitomized in minutes,
When the old man smokes.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Marlboro Man
The Marlboro Man is dead
long live the Marlboro Man
in our dreams he remains the hero
of a thousand billboards,
the ultimate salesman
for the sexy macho flame of death.
yes, the original Marlboro Man is gone,
but his son, the Marlboro Man, Jr., lives on--
going boldly where his father
never dared to go...
the Marlboro Man has come again
his kingdom has no end
this time around he's selling something new
it's called the Spiral Slam Dance Fever
and it's like therapy
it's guaranteed to make you act the fool
proud Americans do your holy dances
(make a fool of yourself)
strange Americans do what you must do
(put the broomstick between your legs)
wild Americans tear down your defenses
(make a fool of yourself)
proud Americans do your HOLY HOLY
the Marlboro Man understands
what dancing's all about
he learned it from the ancient astronauts
he makes a fool of himself
in the biggest proudest way
he gives it all he's got
he takes it all away again
breathe into the feeling...1...2...
(ride the broomstick
in the Spiral Slam Dance Fever)
the Marlboro Man can spit into the wind
and not get sprayed
he smokes and smokes and smokes
but he never coughs
he loves martinis with his brown rice
and sex with his TV
committing crimes that don't break any laws
no truth or consequences
holy dances...Holy dances...Holy dances
song performed by by Blink 182
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Red
The streets are full of stars again tonight
And an angel writes a word across the sky
When the people laugh theres no sound
And the words keep falling round and round
And the world just keeps on watching
Till theres nothing left to buy
I dont believe it
Well they dont care
Its moving closer
Its everywhere
Everything around us turning red - red
You walk into your home
You walk it talks - red
The fevers taken over everyone
And the only law that matters is the gun
The people run from every slum
Theres nowhere safe to watch it from
The underground is over now
Theres nothing that can be done
I dont believe it
Well they dont care
Its moving closer
Its everywhere
Everything around us turning red
You walk into a bar
You drink it smokes - red
Youre driving in your car
You turn it burns - red
As the air becomes too hot for us to breathe
Theres none of us that really want to leave
From the frozen north to the sun soaked south
The colour spreads by word of mouth
Till theres no-one left to talk to
We just look into the screen
Well I dont believe it
Well they dont care
Its moving closer
Its everywhere
Everything around us turning red - red
You walk into your home
You walk it talks - red
You walk into a bar
You drink it smokes - red
Youre driving in your car
You turn it burns - red
Youre on the telephone
You talk its always - red
You walk into your home
You walk it talks - red
You walk into a bar
You drink it smokes - red
Red! - red! - red! - red!
song performed by by Heaven 17
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One must ask about the delight of opium from one who smokes it.
Only Women Bleed
Man's got his woman to take his seed
He's got the power - oh
She's got the need
She spends her life through pleasing up her man
She feeds him dinner or anything she can
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Man makes your hair gray
He's your life's mistake
All you're really lookin' for is an even break
He lies right at you
You know you hate this game
He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime
Clean up this grime
And you there down on your knees begging me please come
Watch me bleed.
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Only Woman Bleed
Man's got his woman to take his seed
He's got the power - oh
She's got the need
She spends her life through pleasing up her man
She feeds him dinner or anything she can
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Man makes your hair gray
He's your life's mistake
All you're really lookin' for is an even break
He lies right at you
You know you hate this game
He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime
Clean up this grime
And you there down on your knees begging me please come
Watch me bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Only Women Bleed
Man's got his woman to take his seed
He's got the power - oh
She's got the need
She spends her life through pleasing up her man
She feeds him dinner or anything she can
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Man makes your hair gray
He's your life's mistake
All you're really lookin' for is an even break
He lies right at you
You know you hate this game
He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime
Clean up this grime
And you there down on your knees begging me please come
Watch me bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
song performed by by Alice Cooper from Welcome To My Nightmare
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A Young Poet In His 24th Year
Brain, work now as well as you can.
A one-sided passion is destroying him.
He's in a maddening situation.
Every day he kisses the face he worships,
his hands are on those exquisite limbs.
He's never loved before with this degree of passion.
But the beautiful fulfillment of love
is lacking, that fulfillment is lacking
which both of them must want with the same intensity.
(They aren't equally given to the abnormal form of sensual pleasure;
only he is completely possessed by it.)
And so he's wearing himself out, all on edge.
Then—to make things worse—he's out of work.
He manages somehow to borrow
a little here and there (sometimes
almost begging for it) and he just gets by.
He kisses those adored lips, excites himself
on that exquisite body—though he now feels
it only acquiesces. And then
he drinks and smokes, drinks and smokes;
and he drags himself to the cafés all day long,
drags the weariness consuming his beauty.
Brain, work now as well as you can.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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A feather gives to a hat
A touch of lightness:
The chimney smokes.
haiku by Paul Eluard
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Timing Toast
There's an art of knowing when.
Never try to guess.
Toast until it smokes and then
twenty seconds less.
direct from Orlando
at the balcony
he smokes his cigar hiding from the view
of his wife who is washing the dishes after we had dinner
over stuffed squid and
fish fillet
what i like is the rice
i evaded the hide and seek of what i think is still harsh
direct from Orlando
lost business
unpaid mortgage
bad economy
they blame it on
bad economy
as he smokes
circles form above his head
and from time to time he peeks at the side of the door
seeing to it that no one sees him
i am not that dumb
to know that there is a big problem
the reason why they are back
i like the sauce
the chili that runs like a jagged knife inside my mouth
he is jobless
and does the laundry and kitchen works
children had to quit school and start to work
to pay the heater and the water
snow is cold, it is colder now
meanwhile i glanced at the sunset
the balcony overlooks the bay of Dapitan
once a hero and a white woman made love there
we knew the ending
it was sad.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm trying to learn to smoke, which is rather weird when everyone is trying to stop. I'm not a smoker. But my character only smokes as an affectation.
quote by Francesca Annis
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The Smoky Solomon
Hey man! Spare a second.
Answer me.Put down your hand.
Why are you injuring?
You, me, our folks and everything?
Can you exhale a good breath?
Or can i inhale a good breath?
Let your conscience prick you
For your family has leaned on you.
Let not your health be spoilt.
Let not your folks cry on coffin pit.
Remind yourself of your wedlock vows
To remain moral to your dear spouse.
Smoky SOLOMON! i can't see you.
Put it out.Cloudy smokes around you.
Are you fiery? feared? get away.
Before that devil clamps, run away.
Count down your cigar to nil.
Not your life to nil.
Do not get smoked being smoky.
Let your family with you be lucky.
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Everybody smokes! Models, actresses, everyone! Don't they realize that it's gross? I understand it's an addiction, but it still pains me to see my friends do it.
quote by Kirsten Dunst
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A Housewife's Lament (Part Two)
My husband soon gets back from work
And he's a callous unfeeling jerk!
The house is clean and oh so neat
And he'll get his supper like a special treat -
And he'll enjoy it though I hope he chokes
'Cos married life is just a hoax.
Why did the b*stard marry me?
And swear his love eternally?
It's one of Life's most stupid jokes
That women are just meant for blokes.
I'm feeling nervous so he says I'm weak,
He's got a bloody f*cking cheek!
I've loved him for so many years
But now it's all dissolved in tears!
I wish the c*nt would go to hell
'Cos I've got lots of tales to tell
About his lies and infidelity
And the way the b*stard treated me,
I just can't face another drink
So I'll throw up in the kitchen sink!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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