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.
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 →