Sneakin'A Poem by Tenten
I hate it Gotta sneak around behind your back Just to get a smoke A few puffs of that deadly air Nicotine and rat poison give me a headache But I wait till midnight, pull open the back door Take out the light quick inhale Gotta hate it, the deadly crave Stickin’ to the sneakin’ just to avoid the shame Man this is torture I’m sorry for losing face © 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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Added on March 5, 2008 |

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