After fifty years of smoking
And being a whisky
connoisseur
Life has taken its
toll on me
And I’m called the
Hoarse Whisperer
After fifty years of smoking
And being a whisky
connoisseur
Life has taken its
toll on me
And I’m called the
Hoarse Whisperer
The smoking of electronic cigarettes
Should only be done if
you are a robot
And even then it
should only happen
When it has just had
sex with another robot
Coughs and sneezes
Spread
diseases
Colds and
flu
And nasty
wheezes
So, protect
against
Coughs and
sneezes
There is
one thing
That helps
and eases
Have a smoke
To help the
wheezes
Choose any
brand
Pick one
that pleases
So do not
fear
Coughs and
sneezes
Because
smoking stops
Them spreading
diseases
It’s alright
I haven’t gone mad I was prompted to right this by Bee, who pointed out how
strange it was how perceptions of things change over time.
For example,
Cigarettes were marketed in the 19th century as a cure for amongst other things
Asthma and Catarrh.
Now we no
different
Smoking isn’t bad for you
Not in my personal
view
And what I based that
on
Was that it cured my
bacon
In green leathered comfort
I sat in a
Chesterfield
In an atmosphere
That totally appealed
Among my piers
In silent appreciation
Almost a reverence
Of our quiet situation
A brandy on the table
A cigar in the ash
tray
And the world held
Well and truly at bay
Smoking kills
Of that there is no
doubt
Especially if my wife
Were to find out
How can they say smoking is bad for you?
It’s a lot of old tosh
in my personal view
All my family smoked
since they were nippers
And after all smoking
has cured my kippers
The three best things in life
Not including laughter
Are definitely a drink before
And a cigarette after
My doctor told me to do something
That leaves me breathless
So I’ve started smoking again
Now I’m breathless and stressless
I gave up smoking because I decided it was the right
thing to do at the time, not because I thought it was bad for me or because
apart from Cancer and Heart disease, smoking has been blamed for everything
from blindness to impotence, so I wasn’t worried about my heath after all you
always think it will never happen to you.
Nor was it because it has become such an anti-social
habit spawning little clusters of social lepers huddled around doorways or
rubbish bins.
No, I gave up because with a wife three children and a
cat I just couldn’t afford it anymore.
I certainly didn’t stop because of the social Nazis,
that annoying group of people who are not satisfied with living with their own
lifestyle choices, not smoking, not eating meat, saving the planet and
inexplicably wearing beige, they want to convert us too.
In fact, they are determined not to rest until we are
a world of beige clad, non-smoking vegetarian tree huggers.
During my thirty-two-year reign as a satisfied smoker
I never once tried to persuade a perfect stranger to light up, nor have I ever
suggested to a vegetarian that they “get their laughing gear around a chicken
leg”.
Having said all that I would stress that I have urged
anyone who’s favourite colour is beige to seek professional help, I have also
anonymously sent colour charts in the post to the more tragic sufferers.
Now I refer to these people as social Nazis these are
of course not to be confused with Adolph Hitler’s National Socialist Party who
ruled Germany.
Those Nazis quite frankly would never have dared to
invade Poland if the storm troopers had had to wear beige.
But despite a very effective media campaign Cigarettes
are not the personification of evil in the world today - alcohol is and the
social Nazis need a dose realism and a refocusing of their energies onto a much
more troubling situation in our society today namely alcohol induced anti-social
behaviour.
Come Friday and Saturday night every town Centre in
Britain is filled with drunken youth, no that’s not fare it isn’t just the
youth.
The young who cannot handle the booze that is so
readily available and for them so affordable, spill out onto the street either
to commit an assault on a fellow reveler or to be assaulted or perhaps to
collapse in the night air and drown on their own vomit.
Though in truth those who are old enough to know
better are just as bad.
Yet we do nothing to stop it, on the contrary we give
evermore access to drinkers and we have made alcohol available 24/7.
So, what in society is to blame? Smoking, Kebab vans,
coffee shops or bars, pubs and clubs?
Nobody wraps the car around a tree because they smoked
too many Woodbines down the “Lamb and Faggott”, and a man doesn’t go home and
beat his wife because he smoked a whole pack of Rothman’s.
Nobody gets stopped by the police for having exceeded
the legal limit of chili sauce in their system.
Nobody starts a fight outside the kebab shop because
“he looked at my girlfriend in a funny way” as a result of an overindulgence of
kebab meat.
For me the answer is obvious, the car that crashed
into the tree was driven by a drunk driver, the man who went home and beat his wife
was a drunk, the driver stopped by the police was a drunk and as for the man
outside the kebab shop well it was the eight pints of Stella he had down the
pub before he arrived at the kebab house that made him want to fight.
I like a drink myself, but I do it in moderation but
be in no doubt that left unchecked Alcohol ruins lives.
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Castles
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Two
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Holborn
Dunhill
Imported
Navy
Cut
Park
Drive
Iceberg
Piccadilly
Embassy
Regal
Lambert
And Butler
Eagles
American
Blend
Fine
Cut
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Shag
Ready
Rubbed
Players
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Alpine
Panatella
Embassy
Gold
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Shag
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Holborn
Knights
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Guards
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St
Moritz
Members of Smokers anonymous
Will
sniff at the clothes of fellows
For
any scent of cigarette smoke
And
their breath for a hint of polo
A smoker is always attracted to the non-smoking section
Due
largely to any one of the following eventualities
The
cigarette smoke always drifts toward a non-smoker
Regardless
of the strength of breeze or its directionality
The
amount of pleasure derived from a cigarette
Depends
on the number of non-smokers in the vicinity
The
time it takes to smoke a cigarette depends on a great deal
On
the level of protest from non-smokers in your proximity
I don’t smoke any longer
Of
long life I'm fonder
Will
it help I wonder
To
make me any stronger
And
make me live longer
Or
just to seem longer
What wonderful news not only has the British Government finally made a decision on something, but they have made a good one.
They
are finally going to ban smoking in pubs.
Now
we can not only subject ourselves to coronary inducing meals, smoke free, but
we can also relax safe in the knowledge that our children are free to binge
drink and experiment with drugs without the additional hazard of passive
smoking.
I have been a non-smoker for the best part of four years now and I smoked for the previous thirty-two.
I
gave up smoking because I decided it was the right thing to do at the time.
Not
because it was bad for me or because apart from Cancer and Heart disease
Smoking has been blamed for everything from Blindness to impotence, I wasn’t
worried about my heath after all you always think it will never happen to you.
Nor
was it because it has become such an anti-social habit spawning little clusters
of social lepers huddled around doorways or rubbish bins.
No,
I gave up because with a wife three children and a cat I just couldn’t afford
it anymore.
I
certainly didn’t stop because of the social Nazis, that annoying group of
people who are not satisfied with living with their own lifestyle choices, not
smoking, not eating meat, saving the planet, and inexplicably wearing beige but
want to convert us too.
In
fact, they are determined not to rest until we are a world of beige clad,
non-smoking vegetarian tree huggers.
During
my thirty-two-year reign as a satisfied smoker I never once tried to persuade a
perfect stranger to light up nor have I ever suggested to a vegetarian that
they “get their laughing gear around a chicken leg”.
Having
said all that I would stress that I have urged anyone who’s favourite colour is
beige to seek professional help.
I
have also anonymously sent colour charts in the post to the more tragic
sufferers.
Now
I refer to these people as social Nazis these are of course not to be confused
with Adolph Hitler’s National Socialist Party who ruled Germany.
Those
Nazis quite frankly would never have dared to invade Poland if the storm
troopers had had to wear beige.
But
despite a very effective media campaign Cigarettes are not the personification
of evil in the world today - alcohol is and the social Nazis need a dose
realism and a refocusing of their energies onto a much more troubling situation
in our society today namely alcohol induced anti-social behaviour.
Come
Friday and Saturday night every town center in Britain is filled with drunken
youth.
The
young who cannot handle the booze that is so readily available and for them so
affordable, spill out onto the street either to commit an assault on a fellow reveler
or to be assaulted or perhaps to collapse in the night air and drown on their
own vomit.
Yet
we do nothing to stop it on the contrary we give evermore access to drinkers
and we have made alcohol available 24/7.
So
what in society is to blame?, Smoking, Kebab vans, coffee shops or bars, pubs
and clubs?
Nobody
wraps the car around a tree because they smoked too many Woodbines down the
“Lamb and Faggott”, and a man doesn’t go home and beat his wife because he
smoked a whole pack of Rothman’s.
Nobody
gets stopped by the police for having exceeded the legal limit of chili sauce
in their system.
Nobody
starts a fight outside the kebab shop because “he looked at my girlfriend in a
funny way” as a result of an overindulgence of kebab meat.
For
me the answer is obvious, the car that crashed into the tree was driven by a
drunk driver, the man who went home and beat his wife was a drunk, the driver
stopped by the police was a drunk and as for the man outside the kebab shop
well it was the eight pints of Stella he had down the pub before he arrived at
the kebab house that made him want to fight.
I
like a drink myself, but I do it in moderation but be in no doubt that left
unchecked Alcohol ruins lives.
Governments and big corporations
Pollute
our water for drinking
Fill
our food with chemicals
And
pollute the very air we’re breathing
With
poisons and carcinogens
And
they manage this beyond all belief
By
blaming all the worlds ills
On
the innocent looking tobacco leaf
Having a smoking section in a restaurant
Is
so un-cool
It’s
like having a peeing section