THE WILY WEED.
I have walked in summer meadows. Where th* sunbeams flashed and broke. But I never saw tin* «nltle nor tin* Sheep nor horses snioV». I have watched the birds with wofidei When th»* world with dew is wet. But I never saw a robin puffing At a cigarette. I have fished in many rivers When the sucker crop was ripe. But I never saw a catfish Puffing at a briar pipe. Mail’s the only living creature that Parades this vale of tears. Like a blooming traction engine, Puffing smoke from nose and ears. If Dame Nature had intended, when She first invented man (that he'd smoke), She wou'd have built him on a Widely different plan. She’d have fixed him with a stove-pipe. And a damper and a grate, \nd he\f Ik* a smoke consumer that Was st' ictly up-to-date.
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White Ribbon, Volume 26, Issue 304, 18 October 1920, Page 4
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