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Rated: E · Poetry · Health · #1614616
A lament for the Marlboro man and cigarette advertising.
Where do Marlboro men go to die?

When they dismount,
which comes off first,
the saddle or the
oxygen tank?

Is there a Boot Hill for smokers?

          "Yonder lies Philip Morris...
          Over there, Sir Walter Raleigh."

They said there was "always something happening
at Joe's Place."

Not anymore.

The camel's gone,
almost forgotten.

I can't even remember...

Did he have
one hump

or two?
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