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Dear mummy,
I don’t like it when you smoke,
The smoke makes me cough.
And when I hug you,
The smell burns my nose.
Your teeth are yucky,
yellow, black and dirty.
The other children say I smell to,
From when I hug you.
Please mummy,
Stop smoking,
I don’t want you to get ill.
My teacher told us that smoking,
makes your lungs full of tar.
Miss said it can make you ill,
And that people die from it.
Please stop smoking mummy,
I don’t want you to leave us.
Please mummy,
Please stop...