To celebrate with
Pain and suffering
But ah! they produce
There be a whole inventory
And civilization be enriched:
Beware! Suffering be necessary.
Zoomed into the pebbly beach
The sordid waves
And it was lightning of the day
New day, new life
Old habits, old infirmary
By time of Night-Nurse.
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