Wednesday 12 March 2014

IMPRINT



IMPRINT
As I make a reverse track 
Recall where I got this mark
Sad memories to put on lock
If I do, they’ll cause someone a stroke.

This is not fair
One look, taste, just a dare
It is you they’ll turn into mock
Those drugs, their benefits and effects-be aware.
He told a story, comfortably seated on a rock
The pipe was entertaining us, passing to another like a joke
The irresistible fumes got me stuck
Being pleased by the clouds we puffed
All was wonderful as time passed we laughed
The piling smoke now colours my lungs black.

I’m telling you by being brief
Whenever you go to enjoy the whiskey which is stiff
Just think of the consequences it would cause, that spliff
Get help before you think of falling from a cliff!

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