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Whispers Listen to me; I know the joke About the cigarette wrappers where The camel has a man, if you look close Enough inside its haunches And this man is masturbating. Someone showed me this once. We were sitting outside a movie Theater smoking said cigarettes And while he exhaled, I inhaled This pathetic, blunt lust. Listen to me; I saw this old movie once Where this glamour puss in high caliber Lips and shoulder pads who blew perfect Smoke rings offed her husband And all clues for her crime stemmed From the end of one soggy cherry Stained nicotine butt. Listen to me; this is important And I'm nearly frantic but I have this stub from a movie And a butt ringed with the word Camel and every liquor store Sells this brand and there are No lipstick stains but a very Strong sour smell from his Stale breath that puffed and left And the scent is unmistakably Obsession and is that a worthy Clue? Can you find him?
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