O! wake up silly man!
If your headpiece has a brain,
You have to do many chores,
And have to get many sores,
Get up from the day dream,
Or you'll get no cream,
You have to swim in flood,
You have to warm your blood,
To meet and face odds of life,
Else you'll get no smart wife,
So to make your good fortune,
Bother not for the month of June.
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