Did you ever stop to notice
how much old gum is stuck
on the concrete we walk on everyday.
Seems to be a pretty boring thing to do.
Have you ever thrown a gum on the floor?
Did you ever get gum on you?
Did you ever picked up a paper that was on the floor?
Did you ever trip over a piece of paper walking somewhere?
Did you ever cough when you inhaled
smoke from cars, trucks, buses, fires, and cigarettes?
Do you drive? Do you smoke? Do you like to cook outdoors?
Did you ever throw any liquids on the floor?
Did you ever slipped on an oily floor?
Did you ever stop to realize
what or who is the cause?
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