I’ve been smoking like a chimney.
The house is falling down.
Knowing that my better half
Might well pause to frown.
I’ve cut the task in half,
And now my woes have lessened.
Something I might laugh about,
cavorting with my best friend.
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Wheels in turn, spur my determination.
As my vices quiet down some.
It’s starting to suit me, myself and I,
What next? Perplexed, I am the sun.
And though the light from I may not reach,
Please don’t dismay.
In forty rotations, early bright & night.
We’ll see another day.
(The featured image is not my own, it’s copied from a website with information about quitting smoking. )