Iron and Steel and Clouds of Smoke
Yes, the machines
are still running
One thousand products produced every
week
The products will be on the shelves
soon enough
The workers in the
factory
will get their pay, fortunately enough
Through the making of iron and steel
and an atmosphere
filled
with
clouds
of
smoke
the workers continue
to create
Mass production
Mass production
Mass production
in the early
morning
trucks arrive to carry
the products
to the shelves
where the public is awaiting
anxiously
standing in line
they pluck
the fruits
of the industrial
process
and head homeward
with their prizes
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