Gimme some tobacco. 
I wanna smoke.
They say it ain’t good for me 
but my neurons love it to death.
They say it’s bad for my health. 
That it depletes my wealth. 
I smoke tobacco; 
the same tobacco that comes from beautiful leaves. 
Dry me some leaves 
and let me taste the makroohness of Mother Nature.
I’ll smoke. 
I’ll smoke till I quit. 
Bless em.
Bless the organs that let me do this.
Bless em.
God bless my lungs.
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