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'T here must be some way out of here,' s aid the joker to the thief,
'T here's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
B usinessmen, they drink my wine, p lowmen dig my earth,
N one of them along the line k now what any of it is worth.'
'N o reason to get excited, ' the thief, he kindly spoke,
'T here are many here among us w ho feel that life is but a joke.
B ut you and I, we've been through that, a nd this is not our fate,
S o let us not talk falsely now, t he hour is getting late.'
Al l along the watchtower, p rinces kept the view
W hile all the women came and went, b arefoot servants, too.
Ou tside in the distance a w ildcat did growl,
T wo riders were approaching, the wi nd began to howl.
