Leisure is certainly harmful,
It makes a person dull,
And spoils one's mind beyond repair,
And badly shall one fair.
Thus one should not indulge in leisure,
As then devilry will have one's measure,
And troubles will come unabated,
Until one is fully sated.
It is bad to have too much of a good thing,
As bad things will it bring,
It will be bad for one,
As long as there is a Sun.
Harm has it always brought,
To all those who it have sought,
Leisure is a poison in excess,
Thus one should enjoy it less.
People who enjoy it a lot have come to harm,
As then evil does swarm,
And destroy everything in its path,
And thus has a blood bath.
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