Laughter In School
When laughter was heard in the hall,
The principle thought it was gall.
When down fell his britches,
The class burst in stitches.
The principle burst through the wall.
Refer to Twain's statement: The human race has but one really affective weapon, and that is laughter.
Copyright © James Tate | Year Posted 2015
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