well! i've got a well!
i am athirst,
and i've got a pail for which to gather,
but i always must come back.
there i met a Man who told me all things about myself,
and gave to me a different well.
He poured into my cup and henceforth,
i'll never thirst again!
Sir and son alike - come see a Man!
Husband and the wife - please, come see a Man!
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