Tendrills of smoke circle my head The smell of it fills me with dread. Especially when I don't smoke It's only when other people take a toke.
It burns It makes my stomach churn My eyes hurt And I'm very curt.
I'm curt because I want my health A killer that can attack in utter stealth I want to keep my lungs inside of me Healthy
Why can't they see that the habit's bad For all of us, and it's so sad. For the children around...the next generation Breathe it in....It gets maximum penitration
Coughs and athsma, allergies and such Makes this all too much For they have a filter in their mouth.as they puff We don't, and enough is enough.
About the Author
I live in Edmonton Alberta Canada. Ever since having to stand outside at a Christmas party, I have made a stand against smoking.
