Death sticks.

People have them for kicks.

To look cool, But oh!

What a fool.

Every puff,

Never enough.

Don't you just feel

The carbon monoxide

Filling and poisoning

Your blood cells?

Because let's face it,

It's great to have a bit,

And get greasy spots

And yellow-rotten teeth.

Just think of your lungs

Getting blacker and blacker

With every fag.

Just watch your vitals sag!

And when you go almost mute

From the throat cancer,

Or lie dying in a hospital bed,

It'll be too late to regret

That one cigarette.