On Labor Day
On Labor Day, some stores are closed
And many catch a break
By getting paid for staying home,
No penalty at stake.
I guess it’s kind of strange
That this time off’s a welcome perk
For a day that honors workers –
That is irony at work.
But there always are some laborers
Who never get to stop,
Which includes those gals in labor
Who are just about to pop.
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