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| Fell from purity, in grief, |
| To eat the vile tobacco leaf. |
| Know this my friend, a poisoned brain, |
| Can not a poisoned thought refrain. |
| A heart that beats with poisoned pulse; |
| Will any moral mind convulse. |
| Alcohol and Tobacco food, |
| To feed the mind with, is not good. |
| It causes one when e're he speaks, |
| To imitate the weeds and snakes. |
| And thus his poison he'll impart |
| From mind to mind from heart to heart. |
| When your mind is clean and pure, |
| More hardships you can then endure; |
| Then see the manly moral tone |
| Of an intellect full grown. |
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| J.
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