Half way through the year of the travel bong

With nicotine cordial-

A nursing tool for a caterpillar-

Exaketededly,

I realise that cigs haven’t been around that long

And perhaps like corsets

They will soon become a fetish

But at the root of it all

Plants have devious ways-

And as the cane and the bean

Still make their filthy way

Around the world

Some other seductive seed

Is evolving