A smokers lament

Discussion in 'Jokes' started by dieseltojo, Nov 2, 2011.

  1. The smokers lament.

    The thin blue smoke is rising,

    and soon I will be reprising,

    A beer from the outside fridge no doubt.

    And as the jerky shrink,

    to all my mates I drink,

    To all those smoky folk out there.

    Here’s to you guys not here,

    as I contemplate this beer,

    I wish you could whiff these morsels.

    But you’re probably in bed,

    and if the missus wakes up I’m ’bloody dead and broke,

    I left the window up and the house is full of smoke.


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