Smoke is my name Smoke is my name, go on, smoke me! draw me in, to breathe me straight out at your great risk, puff and a huff your smoke rings. Where I am, there is fire, I grey up the clouds, I stink up the sky with my hurling. It can be hard to see through me, when I take up all space, I spread far and wide like an unwelcome intruder, a contagious disease. I come in all flavours, tobacco and weed, I’m now more than despised publicly. But I’ll always be lurking, too hard to hide, Smoke is my name, come and smoke me! Now time for my anti-dada moment that I share with all my named friends… This is the T-shirt and Hoodie I wear, the poster I see on my wall: https://teespring.com/smoke-me-now
A place to revel in Dada; A place to pleasure in names