When even the reaper’s
Too flummoxed to cut
The gaunt stalks of flax
From the hillside,

When the mice fail
To find their burrows
And the ants have become

When the geese fly east
Along the equator
And human nature is to turn
Each against the other,

I will seek you out
To ask a favor
And offer my gloves
In return

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