into dull silence fall the poorer type
day upon day they give up on the fight
learning each time that no one gets it right
for any other tale is so much hype
the better-off might rage or else might gripe
as long as ruler stays just out of sight
since even fools can tell that this is blight
and not the sweet fruit going overripe
what each is given turns out not enough
to ease the suffering when it must come
each takes the burden almost as a bet
and thinks that he's the one who will be tough
who will say nothing without being dumb
managing to pass through without regret
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