Everywhere I walk outside,
In parks and on busy streets,
In front of malls and parked cars,
I encounter people men and women,
young and old, short and tall,
Smoking cigarettes
Like there is no tomorrow and like today is their last day on earth
It seems like the thing to do
It seems like a popular leisure activity
And Famous people do it all the time
But I find smoking to be a waste of time
For it is a fire hazard
It is a litter problem on the streets
And it is a pollution problem as the smell of cigarettes stinks up the air that I love to breathe and depend on
cigarettes all over the place is an annoying thing to see and one that I dislike and disapprove of
cigarettes are bad for the health, they cause early deaths, they cause cancer and are addicting once you start
oh cigarettes how I hate thee and wish that you would vanish into thin air for good
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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