Dasher, Dancer,
Smoke a pack
Prancer, cancer
Hit the sack.

One day you'll wake
And realize you
Need to stop
For their sake, too.

You want to be there
When they graduate
You want to be there
When they take the leap.

When the baby
Takes his first steps
When Morgan dates
The girl with the pep.

You cannot be here
If you're smoking a pack.
You will be in bed,
And will have hit the sack.

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