The time you stared into outer space
We crazily led the swarming chase;
Woman and child worked hard and fast,
And the house of leavened bread was last.
This may swell the throat as if to comply,
From fields of eyes, without the lie;
But work commanded the rest and respect,
For crazy journeys stayed forever intact.
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