Air
Air
A mix of many types of gasses,
Clear as grandma's prune of
Glasses
You can't see it but it's there
It's something that all must
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It's really, clearly our fresh air!
Rely on air
I suppose!
You suck air up,
Through your nose!
Breath in it,
Breath it out,
We use fresh air,
To talk or shout!