Cancer Factory

Carcinogens can be found in aisle C.
Around the cabbage, cukes and cummerbunds.
Just before the coke and cocoa, comrade.
Cigarettes in cartons, if you’ve funds.
Careless castanets cascade around us.
Chokecherries and chainsaws caterwaul.
Cell phones and cicadas seem to call us.
Canted carousels have their own wall.
Continental cuisine packed in cardboard.
Cellophane and cake cohabitate.
Cold cream, chili, coconuts and cordite.
Cards that cry you must congratulate.
Carry-alls that celebrate consumption.
Craven chessmen carved of cedar wood.
Cans that cannot conceal cruel corrosion.
Chemicals would choke you if they could.
Cash and carry, credit or cold cash:
Cancer capital is its own crash.

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