Dear Cardiologist,
Here I lie
Had fun for years
Without too many fears
I smoked a cigar
I offered waves for fun
I never gravitated towards the sun
But you recommended I stop
I had more to say
Why didn't you go my way?
You said the smoking would end my life
I asked you for pleasant advice
So if my tombstone has friends
Who said I needed you in the end?
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