Yep. Admit it.
Toxins in;
Never to come out
Your lungs, if they could
Would scream and shout
Your teeth; how yellow
Your breath; how bad
But somehow, without one
You tend to feel sad
It’s more than a habit;
It’s an addiction
These are all facts;
I’m not speaking fiction
Your body will rot;
Inside and out
Nasty things will happen;
As you’ll soon find out
So heed the warnings;
And listen to what I say,
Stop smoking now;
Because you won’t any other day