Hey, Little Mother, what’s in your bag?
Chocolates and sweets.
Hey, Mr. Postman, what’s in your bag?
A note from your beloved.
Hey, Mr. Tailor, what’s in your bag?
The finest wedding dress.
Hey, Mr. Harvester, what’s in your bag?
Solitude and death.
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