a villanelle
don't work too hard, nor study too long
there's a limit to stress and strain
dream, play, eat, dance, and do no wrong
breaking our backs won't make us strong
there is no need for so much pain
don't work too hard, nor study too long
we are born marching to the gong
stomping our feet in mud and rain
dream, play, eat, dance, and do no wrong
there's always time for one more song
one more sweet beat, one more refrain
don't work too hard, nor study too long
there's no need to try to belong
in this world only love should reign
dream, play, eat, dance, and do no wrong
we can all nicely get along
when we seek more than Stuff to gain
don't work too hard, nor study too long
dream, play, eat, dance, and do no wrong
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