His face looked funnyAs he walked in the doorSo much tobacco packed in his assHe thought it couldn't hold anymore.He grunted and groanedAs he sat in the canTrying to crap it outHe felt like less of a man.The stuff he packedSlowly began to moveBut the mini bic moving slowlyTo him did not soothe.It flicked and it litAs it came to his rimCombined with the gasesIt was a quick end to him.The moral of this storyWhen you put flame next to gasMake sure you wrap itOr you'll burn your ass.
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