I walked by the field of a lazy person, the vineyard of one with no common sense. I saw that it was overgrown with nettles. It was covered with weeds, and its walls were broken down. Then, as I looked and thought about it, I learned this lesson: A little extra sleep, a little more slumber,
31 32 a little folding of the hands to rest-then poverty will pounce on you like a bandit, scarcity will attack you like an armed robber."