#Poem Rolling a cigarette in the rain is always tricky

Rolling a cigarette in the rain is always tricky
but I find a dry spot under a tree next to the church
and I remember the last time I walked past here, late night,
when there were two guys humping away on the lawn
and I never did figure out if they enjoyed it more
because it was public
or because it was ecclesiastical
and now this vicar approaches me
and says he’d prefer me not to smoke outside his church
and I just laugh

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