How It Started

A pipe passed around a couple friends

  sitting in a circle on a patio.

The pipe was only halfway around again

  and I watched as a girl set down her Camel

  while taking a hit.

I took a drag; I thought it was weak.

Pretty much have been smoking ever since.


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