In the Sweatshop
Working for peanuts,
Peta was sewing,
knowing her garments
would grace Princess Grace
Working, still smiling,
the dollars weren't piling
up in her piggy bank
down at the bank
Working for peanuts,
but she wasn't a monkey
Shame on the 'monkeys'
without shame on their face.
5/24/2015
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