Save you had no glowing interest,
You would be finding no rest,
Now eyes on the east,next west,
Sitting or standing pure zest,
For labour-intensive vest,
Behind dropping three-piece suit,
No burnt hours with flute;
At work:The Unchanging Brute!
It's a search for fleshy fruit,
Acceptance of taxing test,
One: long endurance's guest...
Save it isn't fervid interest,
Efforts keep hitting the best:
For one's pursuit no time to waste
End victory a nice taste
So, you wish for simpler times,
You'd get used to washing lines,
No dryer, no phone, no computer,
Into the tip, you could boot her,
Boring it was, the good old days,
Labour intensive, vanished in time's haze,
Must look forward, nostalgia that,
There is no use turning back!
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