A SHORT POEM ON THE ILL CONSEQUENCE OF SMOKING!!!
The Flury of smoke beneath the two fingers, may add glory to the lips
But The shrill of flame skying in the air, will deprive you of fame;
Flip of a penny for lighting up the flame, does carve you as royale
whereas a word of good for curbing the same, leads you to quarrel;
A Last ash out of the smoke, might seem like a mission accomplished
but you will never be able to see , a pot of tears falling on your ashes of life;
Puffing can cheer you always to unlimited Thrill and Chill
beware but there is a lone destiny, its just gonna trace you to the path of "Kill "
" PLEASE QUIT SMOKING "
