I laugh and play
You work all day
I am merry and limber
While you haul timber
This thing of which you build
It leaves you unfulfilled
Come with me and swim in the river
Think nothing of obtaining silver
You live by the sweat of your brow
Of this can you not disavow
You work too hard and think too much
Let go of that which you clutch
Come and splash about
Give it no further doubt
The water is fine
How could you decline
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