Job hunting
I went for an interview with Rothmans.
Salesman’s job.
As I sat down to start the interview
the man across the desk
offered me a cigarette.
“Thank you” I said
“but I’d rather smoke my own”.
Quite a short interview as it turned out.
In those days
I smoked Fribourg and Treyer turkish No. 4.
Nice oval ones.
Came in airtight tins of 50
from a beautiful old-fashioned shop
at the top of the Haymarket.
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