Smoking

    Copyright Malcolm Dew-Jones


she's one of the girls who sits outside outside in pajamas I see them every morning as I ride on by and even when it is raining out causing little dramas I see them and I'm never left to wonder why they're the girls who smoke I guess it's not allowed inside the girls who smoke they're sitting on the rock outside they're smoking, smoking, smoking hot one's the girl that I want not smoking, smoking, smoking alot one's a girl that I forgot I'm so glad I never got she's one of the girls that I used to know used to know her better I think about her sometimes as I ride on by I rarely ever wish I knew her still but still I'd like to get her she's smoking hot and sometimes I think worth a try she's a girl who smokes she has some friends in her ritual she's a girl who smokes too bad it's so habitual she has all her friends in the morning now now they get together I think they get together every single day they gather on the rock outside all birds of a feather I think they are all single and they'll stay that way they're the girls who smoke I guess its not allowed in side they're the girls who smoke do they ever wish they had never tried