So we've always been told
We slog & find untruth unfold
Leaving our minds out cold
Did the world fool us?
Or did we fool ourself?
About all the hype & fuss
Needed to prove our worthy self
Whatever be the reason
The outcome is serene
We find ourself not in a prison
But with means unforeseen
So stop all the quibbling
About love's labour lost
Go out into the world, dribbling
Without minding the cost
The same labour then
Will seem like a tuppence
For when we see our den
The rainbow will seem hence
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