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Kan-kan go his blows on the sandal trees, |
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And he places what he hews on the river's bank, |
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Whose waters flow clear and rippling. |
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You sow not nor reap; -- |
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How do you get the produce of those three hundred farms? |
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You do not follow the chase; -- |
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How do we see the badgers hanging up in your court yards? |
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O that superior man! |
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He would not eat the bread of idleness! |
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Kan-kan go his blows on the wood for his spokes, |
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And he places it by the side of the river, |
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Whose waters flow clear and even. |
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You sow not nor reap; -- |
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How do you get your three millions of sheaves? |
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You do not follow the chase; -- |
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How do we see the three-year-olds hanging up in your court yards? |
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O that superior man! |
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He would not eat the bread of idleness! |
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Kan-kan go his blows on the wood for his wheels, |
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And he places it by the lip of the river, |
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Whose waters flow clear in rippling circles. |
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You sow not nor reap; -- |
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How do you get the paddy for your three hundred round binns? |
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You do not follow the chase; -- |
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How do we see the quails hanging in your court yards? |
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O that superior man! |
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He would not eat the bread of idleness! |
Published
by The Institute for Advanced Technology in the Humanities, © Copyright 2003
by Anne Kinney and the University of Virginia