Fell in love with an old miss,
All it took was just a kiss.
Lit me with her fire inside,
Gave me a whole new insight.
On my lip she is found always.
Comes to rescue in uncanny ways.
Closest when among my friends.
Supporting me in tragic ends.
Yet I always put her alight.
Rejoice in her embers bright.
Kick her butt in the end.
What message do I send?
Treacherous, cunning, unmanly,
You infer that of me mostly.
Beg, please do not misinterpret.
I was just talking of cigarette.
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