ODE TO CIGARETTES “Ode to cigarettes, got my mind hooked on nicotine, going round bumming like a fiend, RJ Reynolds should be hacked, for the cost of a pack of cigarettes, can’t cope, feel like I’m on dope. Trying to quit don’t you know, leave my body alone you hideous smoke. Never no more will I buy a pack, of that foul smelling cigarette. Going cold turkey once again, body crying for the end, never know more will I puff the smoke of man made ingredients that make me choke, Hold on a second though, nerves rattle from the thought of this relentless battle, trying to never to get cancer from this horrific fiend that’s filling my body with nicotine. Must stop now don’t u know, never ever will I smoke!!!!!!