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A FACT.

WHEN James the First was merry England's King,

He reckoned it a very hurtful thing

To use the weed;

And in his Counterblast, so full of learning,

That smoke belonged to regions famed for burning

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It was agreed.

Throughout the land the monarch's dictum ran,

And many an anti-smoking Englishman

It did create;

No need to say it was against the rules

Of all respectable, well-ordered schools

To fumigate.

But relished ever are clandestine fruits,

And prohibition very little boots,

Whate'er the fault.

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