RJR Tobacco Company

Where tobacco fields stretch across the land, There lived a man named R.J. Reynolds, Who started a company that would bring much pleasure. He crafted cigarettes for one and all, Camel and Newport, the brands he made, Smokers everywhere were eager to trade. With every puff, they brought delight, Kent and Pall Mall, so bold and strong, Their flavors danced on tongues all day long. But now they're gone, a memory fine, Real, once known, now fades away, But the tobacco tale will always stay. The R.J. Reynolds company, so sublime, Their brands may change, their legacy won't cease, A story of tobacco, and a man named Reese. Random page: LRIF1