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A highly valuable chain of thoughts
Andrew Lang
HAD cigarettes no ashes, And roses ne'er a thorn, No man would be a funker Of whin, or burn, or bunke...Rate it:

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Vices
Hope Dortch
mist fills the air, smoke rolls Coffee and cigarettes, Taste the smooth warmth, fill your lungs CoRate it:

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Tender Buttons [a Box]
Gertrude Stein
to last brown and not curious, to be wealthy, cigarettes are established by length and by doubling.Rate it:

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Saša Milivojev - A BIRD IN A CAGE
Saša Milivojev
in a cage Daylight Awaking delirious Wine and cigarettes Colours Songs and notes I fall down the scRate it:

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Saša Milivojev - NOT AFRAID OF FATE
Saša Milivojev
I loved so much And played music for them First cigarettes and drunkenness Bad company I see myselfRate it:

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3 Minute Warning
lynn weescabbydugs
35 degrees grab you're treasured possesions your cigarettes drugs and booze and pile them up any waRate it:

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À travers l'Europe
Guillaume Apollinaire
petit mirliton La cheminée fume loin de moi des cigarettes russes La chienne aboie contre les lilasRate it:

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An Electric Sign Goes Dark
Carl Sandburg
sneaked from her trunk? The newspapers asked. Cigarettes, tulips, pacing horses, took her name. TwRate it:

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Campus Sonnets: Talk
Stephen Vincent Benet
to the dim ceiling From half a dozen pipes and cigarettes, Curling in endless shapes, in blue rinRate it:

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Carmen De Boheme
Harold Hart Crane
through the room On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, -- Plaintive yet proud the cello toneRate it:

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I Like Canadians
Ernest Hemingway
unlike Americans. They go home at night. Their cigarettes don't smell bad. Their hats fit. They reaRate it:

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Into old rhyme
Lesbia Harford
cars Through town and country winging, Like cigarettes, Are deemed unfit for singing. Into old Rate it:

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Joey’s Job
Edward George Dyson
more often got a clout, And settled down with cigarettes to smoke the devil out. The one consisRate it:

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Men and Women
James Kenneth Stephen
as vacant as itself; A kitchen-bill; a thousand cigarettes; A dog which knew it for the fool it wasRate it:

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Moeurs Contemporaines
Ezra Pound
son-in-law of Mr. H. Styrax Objects to perfumed cigarettes. In the parlance of Niccolo Machiavelli:Rate it:

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Nightmare Number Three
Stephen Vincent Benet
by pygmies for silly ends, Of wrapping cheap cigarettes and bad chocolate bars Collecting nickels aRate it:

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No Swapping
Nikhil Parekh
of deliberations; unceremoniously swapping cigarettes with you, After all what difference does it Rate it:

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Noctambule
Robert William Service
and tomatoes. Pair of dapper chaps, Cigarettes and sashes, Stare at me, perhaps Desperate Apachès.Rate it:

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Ocean Of dreams
Nikhil Parekh
wins, hunched camel back on desert soil, cigarettes containing filtered tobacco, frogs croaking Rate it:

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Pastel: Masks and Faces
Arthur Symons
The light of our cigarettes Went and came in the gloom: It was dark in the little room. Dark, and then, in the dark, Sudden, a flash, a glow, And ...Rate it:

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Ralph Rhodes
Edgar Lee Masters
and bowed On a table covered with acrid stubs Of cigarettes and empty glasses, And a knock is heardRate it:

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Talk
Stephen Vincent Benet
to the dim ceiling From half a dozen pipes and cigarettes, Curling in endless shapes, in blue rinRate it:

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The Duet
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
your kilt-skirt there, While we sat smoking our cigarettes (Oh, I shall be dust when my heart forgRate it:

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The Man From Athabaska
Robert William Service
row, Seven lean and lousy poilus with their cigarettes aglow. And I tell them when it's over hRate it:

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The spring-it had simply been you
Boris Pasternak
deader and more transparent Than crumbled dry cigarettes. How sleepy and chilly are windows In theRate it:

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