Yarrow, arrow, row!
Living with your works,
Educating the people;
Muse, use, fuse!
Not to refuse the truth;
So, infuse your mind with righteous morals and,
Live in peace with your neighbours.
A gentle mind,
Like tender love;
Sure!
Pleasure,
Pure;
To cure your heart with the truth.
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