Prompt: the Rolling Stones “Sympathy For the Devil”
“Chain-smoker”
The devil’s gotta way with me.
I’ve heard his beat before.
Hand me another cigarette
before you leave my door.
Hey, baby, strum my lyre.
Give me another burn
before my bud expires.
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"You must believe: A poem is a holy thing_a good poem that is." Theodore Roethke
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This has a beautiful flow to it. For some, cigarettes are a big temptation. (Wish my parents could walk away from them :))
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“I’ve heard this beat before” – nice line to reflect addiction. Enjoyable read, thanks for linking up!
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This is cool!
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Thank you, Draug…
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