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Song Information:

written on Monday, march 10, and recorded on Monday and Tuesday, March 11. 'Twas slow going because my throat (to say nothing of aposiopoesis...) is still afflicted by rough dry atoms; and coughing fits, I'm reliably informed, don't fit too well on vocal tracks.

The words in Old English mean "everything shakes, light and life together."

Song Lyrics:

"Poor but honest" was the grudging praise
describing some in the olden days;
of course, if I had a choice to switch,
I'd much rather be good and rich--
'tis no fun to be poor
[and I speak feelingly].

Often buy stuff past the best-by date;
worrying much that the bills are late;
when it's hot no coolth, when cold no heat;
never having enough to eat--
'tis no fun to be poor.

Always feel just a little too tense;
walk many miles to save a few pence;
and ever seeking the cheapest price;
always making some sacrifice--
'tis no fun to be poor.

I know full well that others indeed
could fairly say I have all I need;
compared to some I live like a king;
but, nonetheless, I shall yet sing:
'tis no fun to be poor.

Life is ephemeral: all must go--
the poet of Widsith tells us so:
Eal scaeceth: leoht ond lif somod [l.141-42].
All one day will travel one road;
'tis no fun to be poor;
'tis no fun to be poor.