WHERE THERE'S SMOKE, THERE'S COUGHING

The smoke covers the sky, as the smoke drifts in from a million miles away,

Methinks we will choke and needlessly die, if the smoke stays around through the day,

I heard it's a  forest fire smoke,

So hot, you can make steel without coke,

It seems like the smoke has been thickening, since the first days, at the start of May.