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You shouldn't smoke

It's bad for you

A svelte-armed embrace

On the concrete veldt

The underworld of social grace

Soaked siren of the Serengeti!

While I thought I stole

You made me steel - 

Forge the forgery, supple smith

Weaponize with wetted eyes

Hammer me

Into thin metal daggers

Hammer me 

Into dust

Thus

I slayed your darlings

In dark interlopings

Underneath your clothing

While we

Pressed skin, old pal

I skinned and scalped 

Your enemies

Feckless freckles left me reckless

Bloodthirsty recluse

This fight was never what you thought

You shouldn't stroke

It's bad for you