Train up a child the way he or she should go,
With love, peace and joy!
Under the muse of the laws;
And, with the truth.
Each heart knows its own bitterness!
But, train up a chld in the right way;
With righteousness than with hatred,
Bringing peace to all than, with the bullets of war.
7 white eggs!
Pro peace, joy and understanding;
However, in all labour there is a gain,
And, a man's gift opens up the way for him.
7 white eggs!
To be before great men;
Sharing your views of life and seeking for peace,
With the fruits of the truth from your mouth.
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