Some of you know how to play;
Some, like me, are workaday.
Any mule can toil and plod;
Orpheus, playing, was a God!
While you romp, I must be
Cornered with philosophy.
I grow gray by making rules;
He keeps young who ridicules.
Lads and lasses, who will run
When my walking days are done.
Lads and lasses who come after,
Turn my quaint rules into laughter!
(Benjamin Musser)
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