Unfulfilled Cravings

In need of some shag..

He kept his cards
close to his chest
but his grandson
let the cat out of the bag.
Grandad had not
given up smoking.
The old fraud had
revealed to the boy
he needed some shag
Seeing what the old man
held in his hand
the sound of tut-tut
came from the kid”s lips
who said that,
due to lockdown,
the tobacconist was shut.
But, true to type,
the wag was in denial
swearing it wasn’t a pipe.
© Luigi Pagano 2021




© ionicus 2023
Views: 634
critique and comments welcome.
Notify of
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments

Ah, reminds me of my late father-in-law, and his brandy; but here its tobacco.


I can resist anything – except temptation! (has to be an Oscar Wildism!)


Magritte must be turning in his grave! We are all in denial about something, Luigi. Me? I deny that there is ever any chocolate in the house; I have it stashed in my studio at the bottom of the garden.


Did someone say chocolate….. Where?

Last edited 2 years ago by griffonner

Something Matt Haig wrote in his book ‘How to Stop Time’ is the same sort of idea, and one which I align to very much: “But this is how I remember things, and all we can ever be is faithful to our memories of reality, rather than the reality itself, which is something closely related but never precisely the same thing.”


Reminds me of my old granddad. His was fags. The doctor at the hospital, asked if he should be stopped from smoking, said,”No! It’ll kill him to stop!” And I’m sure he meant it.

Flag Content