I'd like to be the cigarette <br />You stub out in the tray, <br />You've had your kicks it's plain to see <br />And I have had my day, <br />But once you really wanted me <br />And where there's smoke there's fire, <br />The lipstick on me shows I was <br />Your object of desire!<br /><br />John Thorkild Ellison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cigarette-3/
