Cigarette
She is a cigarette
I am positively sure
Everything she says comes
out, with intentions impure
Her words are the smoky stench
that twirl around the air
Polluting every breath I take
and sticking to my hair
Even after she walks away
I'm reeking from her speech
Those grungy thoughts she says
are a confidence sucking leech
I stand there soaking up her
endless pathetic talk
On the ground I wish to put her
and upon her stomp and walk
Put out the cigarette she is and
freshen up the things she speaks
It won't be too much longer
before everyone she talks to reeks
I am positively sure
Everything she says comes
out, with intentions impure
Her words are the smoky stench
that twirl around the air
Polluting every breath I take
and sticking to my hair
Even after she walks away
I'm reeking from her speech
Those grungy thoughts she says
are a confidence sucking leech
I stand there soaking up her
endless pathetic talk
On the ground I wish to put her
and upon her stomp and walk
Put out the cigarette she is and
freshen up the things she speaks
It won't be too much longer
before everyone she talks to reeks