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Sometimes, my friends, it is good to be the Bee. One rises early, is industrious, and the business of being busy makes one satisfied.
Sometimes, sometimes, it is good to be the Lump. One sleeps in, does nothing, and gets a real kick from resembling a sloth.
Oh my brothers and sisters, today I was such a Lump, I might even have achieved that undivine status of King Lump. Slept in, ate leftovers, read for a little while, and went back to bed. Got up, ate some more leftovers, and went back to reading. And, Lo! it was joyous, this doing of nothing. The place looks like a sty fit for today's piggish self, all productive plans for cleaning or canning or shopping were thrown right out, and does it feel good! Rejoice! for today as the Lump reigns supreme, as tomorrow is the Bee's day.
Thank you, and halleluia!
Sometimes, sometimes, it is good to be the Lump. One sleeps in, does nothing, and gets a real kick from resembling a sloth.
Oh my brothers and sisters, today I was such a Lump, I might even have achieved that undivine status of King Lump. Slept in, ate leftovers, read for a little while, and went back to bed. Got up, ate some more leftovers, and went back to reading. And, Lo! it was joyous, this doing of nothing. The place looks like a sty fit for today's piggish self, all productive plans for cleaning or canning or shopping were thrown right out, and does it feel good! Rejoice! for today as the Lump reigns supreme, as tomorrow is the Bee's day.
Thank you, and halleluia!
