Go to the ant, you sluggard,
Consider its ways and be wise!
It has no commander,
No overseer or ruler,
yet it stores its provisions in summer
and gathers its food at harvest.
How long will you lie there, you sluggard?
When will you get up from your sleep?
A little sleep, a little slumber,
A little folding of the hands to rest
And poverty will come on you like a bandit
And scarcity like an armed man.
The moment I read this, I went OUCH. What a good reminder, especially during the examination season!
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