nevalynz: Harm me not,oh man remember!
I was the cradle in which you lay
I am the handle of your hoe
The wheel of your barrow
The door of your house
The beam of your roof
I am the bed, your tired body rest
And i shall be the coffin
You will take your long last rest
I am the gift of God to you
Do not be cruel to me
Use me if you must, but use me sparingly.
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