Poem -

THE WORKING MAN

He gets up early and toils all day 
Knowing that he has bills to pay 
Up at six and will be finishing late
Pleasure and fun will have to wait

Work for the working man is so tough
Bosses will say he has not done enough 
No time for breaks or a fancy lunch hour
The bosses are the ones with the power 

When his day is finally over and done 
He looks skywards and sees the rising sun
Another day tomorrow will be the same 
Whoever invented this working game ?

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Angel

Well written angel 

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Wilford Barker

Those was my thoughts before I became a Director of Environmental Services.. lol
But as a Boss, I can truly say.. those tables are turned..
Now I am the one with the headache..
Nevertheless ... I enjoy this piece..
Best of wishes.

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