The travels of the
Poor and healthy
Exceed the pleasures
Of the wealthy;
But when you're sick
And old and poxed,
A heated home
Exceeds a box.
So see the world
Explore its treasures
While boy and girl
And take its measure;
But before you're lame
Old and breathless
Secure an income
Oh youth still restless.
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