When we find our gems are gone,

Call the cops but laugh!

There’s still our skill at earning more.

 

When we find our health is sagging

Take the herb but laugh!

We can still move and talk

And share our bragging.

 

As the Mongols say,

“God bless you and may your mustache–or your eyelashes–grow like brushwood”.

 

There’s a lot of joy within, around.

So much love!

Be happy!

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