If there is one thing you can say about mankind
there's nothing kind about man
everybody row
There are a few things I never could believe:
a woman when she weeps
a drunkard when he prays
everything goes to hell anyway
All the good in the world
You can put inside a thimble
And still have room for you and me
We can bring back the old days again,
when all the world is Green.
-DQ-
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