Your vice

I’m choking on your cigarette smoke,
Standing in line (outdoors, of course)
You smoke, I choke
Walking behind you, blowing cigarette smoke, I choke
I’ll still be your friend as we laugh, play and grin
Smoking keeps me and others always choking
Kenyatta and Gus met me as we boarded the Metro bus,
And started all over again, me and others started to choke from the smell you two had on your clothes from the cigarette smoke
My friends, will this ever end?
I’m not mad and neither are others, we are all good, good friends
It’s just not great as we choke around you while you smoke