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“Come gather ‘round, people, wherever you roam,
and admit that the waters around you have grown,
and accept it, that, soon, you’ll be drenched to the bone.
If your time, to you, is worth saving,
then you’d better start swimming, or you will sink like a stone,
for the times, they are a changeling.”
From Alex Barnes’ Backyard Blues, “The Times, They Are a Changeling”