Noxious smoke wafts in the air.
About my lungs smoke-fiends don’t care.
In the end they’ll pay the fare. (get a lung disease or cancer)
But extinguish their smokes, I wouldn’t dare.
Poetry: “2nd-Hand Smoke” (from September 2009)
Noxious smoke wafts in the air.
About my lungs smoke-fiends don’t care.
In the end they’ll pay the fare. (get a lung disease or cancer)
But extinguish their smokes, I wouldn’t dare.
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