Ode to Day 110 (Damn 111)

I posted up wrong, and I felt rather dumb.
I put day 110, when in fact its triple one.
Three months plus, I’ve been without nic.
And if you think that not much, Then you don’t know dick!
Don’t mean to be rude, but you’ve been there before,
When you’ve had a bad day, Like your backs against the door.
Your mouth still craves, your head feels like shit,
The thing that holds me together, is knowing I’m still quit!
But if that’s good enough for me, then why do guys cave?
I’m 111 days in, and I still deal with the crave.
Yeah, you’re reading this right, it’s truly a rant,
But I’ve stayed quit, when other wimps can’t!
Forty-Three from April have hit 100 days,
There’s a few more to go, we’re still adding Gheys,
So if you think you can’t make it, and you wanna give in,
There’s gheys countin’ years, and still in it to win.
But I’m done ranting now, my panties no longer are bunched,
Just keep your ass quit, or your life may get punched.

PS: Today’s photo is issue Batman #111 which was originally published in October 1957. Who wants an ice cream coupon?

NOTE: This is part of the Ode To The Quitter series written by KillTheCan.org forum member Phillip.
For more details see Ode To The Quitter.