Work

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Working Sluts

My mercenary lover

Always by my side

She's a whore

but so am I

We both...

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Don't Waste Time

Don't Waste Time

Don't waste time, there isn't much
And quickly you'll be out of touch...

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How Does Your Garden Grow ?

A christian life is like fertile field,
that is purchased with a costly price by The Master,...

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DEMON BARBER.....

DEMON BARBER.....

Been a Barber for twenty eight years
Sick of the sight of my scissors and shears
I'm still...

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Packing For Eternity

Packing For Eternity

Packing for Eternity

The door closes
with familiar sound.
Outside on the steps...

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Distillery in My Soul

Distillery in My Soul

The distillery in my soul
Cannot stop brewing these sweet gins.
For in the hearts of my heart...

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What I Have To Give

I have plenty of myself to give.
What exactly is it I am saying?
It's all of my love to share...

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Spinning Plates

Spinning Plates

Life can be like spinning plates
Complete a task, one more awaits
So...

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BLOODY HOUSE-WORK !?X

BLOODY HOUSE-WORK !?X

HOUSE-WORK & CHORES ARE NEVER ENDING !
NO SOONER.. HAVE YA DONE IT!
IT NEED,S BLOODY...

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The Working Person

The Working Person

Work is not something difficult it's fun

It's not all through till you say it's done

You...

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When I'm Older

When I'm Older

When I'm older I wonder what I'll be, will I be a nurse, or will be living on the streets.

I've...

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Feel The Pulse in Our Sweat

The forge brings forth it high pitch sound

As the smith simultaneously strikes the burning rod....

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BUSY..BUZBY BEE !?X

BUSY..BUZBY BEE !?X

BUZBY...THE BEE !
THOUGHT HE,D
JUST..CHILLAX!
THOUGHT HE,D
JUST HAVE 5
...

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Worker Bees

Busy little worker bees,
Live in hives,
On my backyard trees.

I have seen them work...

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The Old Pickin' Line

For eight hours a day and for minimum pay, I sift through what you throw away,
Constantly working to...

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Career Planning

Surveyor? No training;

Bricklayer? It’s raining!

A bailsman? No money;

A salesman?...