I LIKE cigars
Beneath the stars,
Upon the waters blue.
To laugh and float
While rocks the boat
Upon the waves,--Don't you?

To rest the oar
And float to shore,--
While soft the moonbeams shine,--
To laugh and joke,
And idly smoke;
I think is quite divine.

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In Pipe and Pouch : The Smoker's Own Book of Poetry.
Boston: L.C. Page & Company, 1897.

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