Little Rollie started smoking before he was a teen.
At the time, he did not know that cigarettes were so mean.
He said, My father smoked Winstons and so do I.
Thinking he was cool, hip, so fly.
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In Tobacco Dead Ends, the new installment in the Rollie Rhymes poetry story series, we learn about Rollie’s tobacco initiation, re-initiation and decision to quit, with lifelong impact.
Read the full Tobacco Dead Ends poem here →