BREATH


One day a teacher was having a first-grade class in physiology. She

asked them if they knew that there was a burning fire in the body all of

the time. One little girl spoke up and said:



"Yes'm, when it is a cold day I can see the smoke."





Said the bibulous gentleman who had been reading birth and death

statistics: "Do you know, James, every time I breathe a man dies?"



"Then," said James, "why don't you chew cloves?"



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