Classic Poem

The land shall be free of all taxation
And men in their minds shall be freed of all vexation ...
Sorrow and care shall torment us no more,
Some men shall grow rich and some shall grow poor ...
Men shall next year be kind to their wives
That women shall live most excellent lives ...
If a traveller chance to be weary, he may
Call at the first ale-house he find in his way
And there for his money he welcome may be,
All this next year you are certain to see.