No fun!

Fun? Fun!? What have you done?
Wasted time playing in the sun!
There’s work and chores and all these tasks
No time in the sun to sit and bask!

But why should I work all day?
Moil and toil and wither away
There’s gaiety and mirth and joy to be had
Why don’t you join, you weary lad?

What you say is entirely true
But one of us must pay the dues
Tomorrow is another day
So perhaps you will work and I will play

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