HAD cigarettes no ashes, <br /> And roses ne'er a thorn, <br /> No man would be a funker <br /> Of whin, or burn, or bunker. <br /> There were no need for mashies, <br /> The turf would ne'er be torn, <br /> Had cigarettes no ashes, <br /> And roses ne'er a thorn. <br /> <br /> <br /> Had cigarettes no ashes, <br /> And roses ne'er a thorn, <br /> The big trout would not ever <br /> Escape into the river. <br /> No gut the salmon smashes <br /> Would leave us all forlorn, <br /> Had cigarettes no ashes, <br /> And roses ne'er a thorn. <br /> <br /> <br /> But 'tis an unideal <br /> Sad world in which we're born, <br /> And things will 'go contrairy' <br /> With Martin and with Mary: <br /> And every day the real <br /> Comes bleakly in with morn, <br /> And cigarettes have ashes, <br /> And every rose a thorn.<br /><br />Andrew Lang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-highly-valuable-chain-of-thoughts/
