Working More Than Needed
Spend most of my life,
from sun up to night.
Hidden down below,
kept out of sight.
Toiling away,
for what I don't know.
Sure I make good pay,
but I don't really need it though.
I work and I sleep
and drink in between.
Maybe its because
I just never had a dream.
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