The Song to the Sluggard

Hear me, you sluggard
Leave your slothful ways
You slumber all night and
Sleepwalk through the days
Ye who are so lazy
Consider the ants
They work hard all day but
Have time to dance

Consider the busy bee

Gathering the pollen
When the bell sounds at five
Oh man alive
He gets out of his hive
And gets his stinger hauling

O rise ye sluggard
Turning over in bed
When you should be turning
On the dance floor instead
Don’t let your feet fail
To do their duty
Get up and move to
Love and beauty