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Idlers’ Paradise

Empty minds of pride and gait
Who shall for you open the gate?
So you perceive freedom
And intelligence of dome
For the far you see
Is no far than the folly sea
The near you perceive
Is no near than deafness can receive

You dream of glory
For no one do you feel sorry
Like thorns tearing flesh
You are insensitive when you thresh
Your haven is ignorance
For you give knowledge no chance
Your glances are squinted
And feelings stunted
Your glory
Is purely gory

How for food you wish
Yet you never learn how to fish
Your privileges fill up your bowels
And the your scotch drains our wells
We work no harder that you do
Only we don’t remain constant like sky-blue
We invent and innovate
When it is spoilt we renovate
But you will never graduate
From folly to better state

Hark! O ye that spill grain
Grain that left backs with sprain
Without raising a finger
Or even colluding with the harvest singer
To motivate they that toiled
You have come and spoiled
What you never for moiled
Granted an Armageddon is coming
No matter how much it will be raining
When the firing comes
You will not be saved under any terms

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