Two brothers once lived down this way,
and one was Do and one was Say.
If streets were dirty, taxes high,
or schools too crowded, Say would cry:
"My,what a town!" But Brother Do
would set to work to make things new.
And while Do worked, Say still would cry:
"He does it wrong. I know that I could do it right."
So all the day
was heard the clack of Brother Say.
But this one fact from none was hid-
Say always talked, Do always did.
and one was Do and one was Say.
If streets were dirty, taxes high,
or schools too crowded, Say would cry:
"My,what a town!" But Brother Do
would set to work to make things new.
And while Do worked, Say still would cry:
"He does it wrong. I know that I could do it right."
So all the day
was heard the clack of Brother Say.
But this one fact from none was hid-
Say always talked, Do always did.
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