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Bed or Deathbed

In the bed we sleep
Death can creep

Like a silent snake
That is ever awake

But seldom we care
That death can ensnare

Both sick and healthy
And poor and wealthy

And prodigies young
And heroes unsung

Even for mighty kings
The death bell rings

So before it’s too late
Let’s carve our fate

Every effort pays
To mend our ways

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