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Crumbs from the table
From birth to 53
I was told work set you free
To earn those choices
A house and a car
The girl of my dreams
A pension to stretch far
Work hard for the man
Don’t look for a sham
If you do you might see
Them laughing at me
The crumbs they allow
Because you disavow
Your instinct and soul
You’ve scored an own goal
To please the big boss
He doesn’t give...
Wednesday 21st October 2020 12:10 pm
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