Don't
you like it with me?
I
keep you safe in my custody
In
the steel bars you are kept
Nobody
dares to touch you
You
can wake up on time
The
meals too on the clockwork
You
have to do your chores
Though
you complain all the times
Don't
you like it with me?
There
are classes to make you a saint
Once
you are in my custody
You
will learn how to behave
You
will learn to do things
All
by your own hands
You
don't have servants or runners
You
are stucked in jail and complaining
Don't
you like it with me?
You
will learn not to steal or misbehave
You
will learn to share with your community
When
it is over you will not feel regret
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