Smoking

• Jared Hill, Grade 6, Regent College
• Poetry
• 2001

3rd in the 'Believe It Or Not 2001' competition

There is one little story
And I love it so,
It’s about a young man
Who’s name was Joe.

Now his age was 27
And he loved to smoke,
E had done it since he was 10
And it wasn’t a joke.

One day he was in his car
Going across the railway road,
Sadly, he did not notice the train
With the very big load.

He only got halfway across
When the train hit the bloke,
But it wasn’t the train that killed him
It was the heart attack from the smoke.