Come with me.
Come with me to the faery gates.
Come with me to the magic praries.
Come with me to the golden castles.
Come with me to the giant pines.
For the fae live in peace here and they are so friendly.
Their lives are bright and merry.
And there is never a tear.
So come to see the faery's.
There is no need to fear.
Ah dear friend you speak so well of the fae.
But I know much better.
The faery's are dank and evil, their castles gates to hell.
For their leisure and merriment is born of laziness and sin.
I would rather work my life and earn my leisure in the end.
Than wallow in a pit of sin doomed to burn in fire.
So come with me good friend and work a days work.
In the end we'll earn our keep.
And virtues face will smile as we sleep.
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