"Lord, it's one kind favour I'll ask of you, see that my grave is kept clean."

He's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette

While yet in flower and not cut down, they wither before any other plant. Such are the paths of all who forget God[s]; the hope of the godless shall perish."

But shortly after this a Wolf actually did come out from the forest, and began to worry the sheep, and the boy of course cried out “Wolf, Wolf,” still louder than before. But this time the villagers, who had been fooled twice before, thought the boy was again deceiving them, and nobody stirred to come to his help. So the Wolf made a good meal off the boy’s flock, and when the boy complained, the wise man of the village said:

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