Work

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Paid prisoner

Paid prisoner

To be hard at work
Working hard
But forcing back tears
Of absolute mirth
Is to...

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DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD,...

DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD, WORK

I feel bad for those who don't believe in God and have to stay home from work to not accomplish anything...

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We are Letting You Go

We are Letting You Go

Twas a Few Days
before Christmas
And the entitled
Partial owner
ordered one of...

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Confused cold awakening

Confused cold awakening

My eyes peel open expecting sun,
Can I continue to lie?
Or is there work to be done?
...

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BACKSTAGE

BACKSTAGE

BACKSTAGE
Backstage
Much effort
I read their face
Tensed
Lack of grace...

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A lantern through the...

A lantern through the working sky...

Bright white eyes tells the story of why the darkened face
Many of them sold and stitched a robot...

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The simple things

Working to live turns to living to work
When you're used to the lifestyle enjoying the perks
...

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THE TWO WORK ETHICS

THE TWO WORK ETHICS

THE TWO WORK ETHICS DIFFER
The two work ethics differ
Happiness not to suffer
I look...

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Breaking Point?

Breaking Point?

In mid-October 2017 as reports come
out that Hollywood Movie Maker
Harvey Weinstein has...

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Aberfan

Aberfan

The Aberfan disaster was the catastrophic collapse of a National Coal Board (NCB) colliery spoil tip in the...

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Pride (Have a little)

In their life some people have walked on the moon
But you prop up a bar every afternoon
...

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THE HOUR AFTER HAPPY HOUR

THE HOUR AFTER HAPPY HOUR

“THE HOUR AFTER HAPPY HOUR”
The Hour after Happy Hour
I could not sleep
All I wanted...

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mine

mine

raw onion, cheese
two slices of bread
make me snap!
make it yourself
why don't...

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Working Poors' Reward

Working Poors' Reward

What
can
a
working
person
enjoy
in
life?

My...

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Filling the coffers

A pain is brewing in my head
Cos of the shit you've done and said
I need to curl up in my bed...

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Working class

I'm proud to hear my alarm go off at the crack of dawn each day
I'm proud to come home of an evening...