Farming Is a Mistake, Like Tik Tok

Troglodytes worked A twenty hour week But I'm sat in the meeting Blinded by the pasty PowerPoint On the horizon I misread the slide title as 'Come Touch Me Baby' Then I remember that I'd read The invention of farming Was one big shambles Cave-dwellers had it good Then it all went to The earliest texts weren't poetry But long lists of outstanding debts Ben Franklin spat how when The civilised man and woman Were captured and then released By Savage Life they would "Take the first good opportunity Of escaping again into the woods." The meeting is over and we escape As the staff all wait by the school gate Because we're three minutes Early clocking out We stare at our smartphones It hits ten past five Out of the starting blocks We call it a day On arriving home we need To call the bank and think About hunter-gatherers Hanging out and hooking up