We dwell in cottages of straw,
And labour much for little gains;
Sweet food from us our masters draw,
And then with death reward our pains.
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We dwell in cottages of straw,
And labour much for little gains;
Sweet food from us our masters draw,
And then with death reward our pains.
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They be not livestock!
Bees?
(Die when they sting you => with death reward our pains?)
Four men sat down to play,
They played all night 'till break of day.
They played for gold and not for fun
With separate scores for everyone.
When they came to square accounts,
They all had made quite fair amounts.
Can you the paradox explain,
If no one lost, how could all gain?