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 Security by Robert William Service 
						Young man, gather gold and gear,they will wear you well;
 You can thumb your nose at fear,
 Wish the horde in hell.
 With the haughty you can be
 Insolent and bold:
 Young man, if you would be free
 Gather gear and gold.
 
 Mellow man o middle age,
 Buy a little farm;
 Then let revolution rage,
 you will take no ham.
 Cold and hunger, hand in hand
 May red ruin spread;
 With your little bit of land
 You'll be warm and fed.
 
 Old Ma, seek the smiling sun,
 Wall yourself away;
 Dream aloof from everyone
 IN a garden gay.
 Let no grieving mar your mood,
 Have no truck with tears;
 Greet each day with gratitude -
 Glean a hundred years.
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