Disclaimer: I don't Secret Window!!! I wish I did... but I DON'T!
Wow this poem is err.. intresting. I'm so anti-smokeing I wrote this poem about how Mort quit smokeing at the end of the move (I think he did) and well its from the Ciggs POV.

The Cigarettes Plead

Shit!
Pick me up Mort!
Come on your senses are better then that!
...
I should hope.
I mean
after what you did
you must have some common sense.
Right?
RIGHT?
Hello! Why aren't you awnsering me.
You always used to awnser me.
You'd reluctently pick me up
then put me down.
Then pick me up.
Then light me.
Then you'd smoke the shit out of me.
That's before you got thoose braces
and that dumb hair.
And thoose beady glasses!
Come on!
Don't you ignore me!
Hey what do u think your doing?
You can't throw me away!
You can't!
or can you?
Hello... hello.......
I hope you feel happy.
You just threw away a pack of cigarettes.