Years past,
Ruled they in tension vast
Many, many do weep at last
Happily, happily they hopped in tears

Here at last
Many years are past
Happy happiness guised alas
Having no worry of their future fears

Then just in cue
Happiness sadly due
Joy abundance are so few
Worries clinging like a dew

Shabbily, shabbily do they wail
Day by day on sadness they do sail
Their hope ever so frail
No sign of joy, not even a trail
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