Best Sweatshop Poems
Sweatshop Sumei DeadShe was only three years old
When she was sold, forced to
Enter a world of slavery,
Amongst other children laboring,
To glue on buttons or “flair,” to
Sew pockets on shirts she’ll never wear, or
Hats she’ll never own, a clothing drone - for them,
Orders of...
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Categories:
sweatshop, death, world,
Form:
Acrostic
In the SweatshopWorking 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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Categories:
sweatshop, business,
Form:
Rhyme
My SweatshopWe open at 5 and close at sunset
I expect a lot of production, I provide water and towels for sweat
A complimentary lunch that comes in a can
There is a choice of ham or turkey made from SPAM
They love the conditions, so...
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Categories:
sweatshop, funny, satire, song-me, business,
Form:
Ballad