NO SMOKING HOME     

Hello, come in and welcome, my house is yours to use.
The only thing I'll ask you, my health do not abuse.

Your clothes & breath I can accept, with their sick tobacco smell.
But please don't with your toxic smoke, make this home into hell.

Inside a smoking household, children cough with streaming eyes.
I find it all to easy, the smokers to despise.

The children they look up to them, for tender loving care.
But they are far too thoughtless, to even give them good clean air.

The smokers say I can't give up, I find I'm far too weak.
But look to children's helplessness, for inspiration that you seek.

'Cause comes a double tragedy, not doing what is brave.
When children's eyes clear just in time, to view an early grave.