Over and Out
Sitting round a big old table
Sat the willing and the able
Another job talk under way
A few more bucks
To work the day
All who sat there
Now were old
Worn out faces
Same stories told
Few looked happy
Most were sad
Their years had passed
Empty and bad
Couples rarely said a word
Both burned out
They joined this herd
Monthly checks now paid for soup
So husband/wife sat in the group
All were briefed
Another job
But dress your best
Don't be a slob
One day's work
Why not be happy
Yet deep inside
You still feel crappy
After hours all punch a clock
Then go home as one big flock
Now there was a little cash
No more sifting
Through the trash
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