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Question: I am the black child of a white father, a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven.
I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief, and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.

What am I?

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Question: Ripped from my mother's womb, beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer. What am I? 3. I'm tall when I'm young and I'm short when I'm old. What am I?

Question: Fill in the blank: Ebere is the Michael's daughter. So Michael is the ____ of Ebere's father?

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Joke: An elderly man in London calls his son in New York and says; 'I hate to ruin your day son, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are getting a divorce; 60 years of marriage and that much misery is enough!' 'Dad, what are you talking about?' the son screams. 'We can't stand the sight of each other any longer,' the old man says.  'We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about his, so you call your sister in Malaysia and tell her!' Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. 'Like heck they're getting divorced,' she shouts, 'I'll take care of this.'  She calls her Father immediately, and screams at him, 'You are not getting divorced.  Don't do a single thing until I get there.  I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow.  Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR??' and she hangs up. The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.  'Okay', he says, 'It's all set.  They're both coming for our anniversary and paying their own airfare!!' 

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