What shall I do? What shall I do?

Said they.

Listen. Said I.

You don't let a bleeding sore go,

Because you feel sorry for the puss.

What will I do? What will I do?

Said they.

You don't run full speed,

If you know you can't stop.

Said I.

What can I do? What can I do?

Said they.

If you aren't going to deal with severity.

When it's the only path.


You will not deal with anything at all.

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