Fortune must be dangerous,
After the enemy has been dissolved,
Or at least diluted in a drink of puss,
For the devil-worshipper, for him or her
Who feels endangered by the untouchables
In our community, a very good community.
Do not touch! Do not do harm to any one.
Please be gentle with the world as you are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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