Ode to a Cigarette 6/17/08
Oh just one - and you've begun
Well maybe two - and you're so blue
'Cause now there's three - no longer free
After four you're out the door
For number 5 to keep alive
Number 6, you need a fix
On to seven - no longer heaven
For number 8 is not so great
But you keep smoking number 9
Because you crave this false lifeline
Half a pack - you can't stop now
Nicotine will not allow
It's got you hooked, you're now a slave
Welcome to an early grave.
To the tune of the Wizard of Oz:
Blizzard
We're off to see the blizzard, the horrible Blizzard inane
of all the silly, stupid thoughts that I can fit in my brain.
Of how I could and why I should
But I can't - YOU CAN -
It's just insane
And do no say "where there's no pain, no gain" -
I'd rather be hit in the head with a train!
We're off to feel the Blizzard
the miserable Blizzard, the Crave
I want, I need, I am not freed and so I rant and rave
Alack, Alas this too shall pass
I must be brave - think what I'll save
Deny temptation go and live in a cave....
Or else you'll visit an early grave!
Dee dee, dee diddly dee....