The bowler's running in, the batsman lights a fag He keeps a packet handy and it's lodged inside his pad Because it's written in his contract that after every over He has to have a smoke just to satisfy the sponsor In a bid to save the sport he sacrifices his health His inning is getting shorter and so is his breath Seems the price of survival involves a cigarette Making money out of sport and choking it to death
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