Poem Cigarette Smoking
Why shouldn't we kick the smoker who is filling the air with reeking smoke?
Oh Hell Yeah, I am dead serious and this is not a joke
Tobacco smoke why should we endure?
So hateful and unpleasant, It holds no allure
Smoking is a curse and it can't be praised
It stinks and it must be erased.
Note.Ordinance No. LXXIV Of 2002 is an ordinance to provide for prohibition
of smoking and other tobacco uses in places of public work or use and public service vehicles and to protect the health of non-smokers.
MY little one
whom I love
that you are grown
I still (a little one)
see, that I have helped
tie the shoes of
the little feet
Now all grown, to thee
my love still grows
but now a bigger one
You must tie the shoes
of bigger feet!
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