My Letter To Whippets

My best friend and I, 
We would get so high. 

Huffing, snorting, smoke, 

Seriously, it was no joke. 

But we had fun, 

Partied with no one. 

Just us against the world, 

Two drunk girls. 

I tried comet before, 

I acted like a whore. 

Once I started I couldn't put it down, 

But I enjoyed it without a frown. 

Air duster was my drug of choice, 

It made me happy, deluded my voice. 

But comet was there instead, 

Surprised I'm not dead. 

We're still friends and I'm surprised, 

Drugs are powerful and can despise. 

So, here's to a life you can breathe, 

Fuck you, Whippets; I'ma leave.