Our Tyrant Body
We slave, we beg, we cross the seas;
We revere, we rule, we compose, our songs we raise,
All to feed this wretched body of ours,
Which tortures us for a measure of rice!
We revere, we rule, we compose, our songs we raise,
All to feed this wretched body of ours,
Which tortures us for a measure of rice!
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