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No Boat/Sub/Cig

 

There’s no boat like a frigate

That moves well under water.

 

There’s no sub like a substitute

Just doing what she otter.

 

There’s no cig like a cigarette

Ne’er smoked by anybody’s daughter.

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Quillsvein1

18 years 9 months ago

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quiet contentment with the "nots" of existence reveals itself here. the last stanza hit me very poignantly: yes indeed, let the cigarettes lie unsmoked by the young, vulnerable, and prone to addiction.