I have packed in smoking – again! I have been packing in and starting for like years. Last year I stopped for months then I had a real craving for the burn at the back of the throat…how weird was that?
The desire for the burn at the back of the throat lasted until Sunday when I finally stop enjoying the burn at the back of the throat.
Two days ago I followed a friend and rejoined the e-cigarette gang that use multi-coloured vyping gadgets to get the hit of nicotine. It is OK at the moment eventhough I dislike looking like a junky on hubbily bubbily pipe. Anyway, here is a poem about my ‘journey’…
The thrill has gone
House party aftermath
Let’s chill my son
My kind of bath
Smoke good cigars with a bad bitch
Who smoke are sexier than most
Send me sexy pictures to post!
Hope this makes your day better
After the hot box
Forget smoking tonight
Cigar chicks are the best
But I have given up the fight.