You used to see them everywhere
Hanging on the wall.
On buses and in shelters.
But now there's none at all.
I never wanted then to spit.
Perhaps that was just me.
But now and then I feel the need
With this C..O..P..D
I know it's not acceptable,
When your throat begins to itch.
Unless, of course, you happen to be
On a football pitch. (Uck!)