once upon a time
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workers
The jib swings to,and fro
it's cold metal indifferent to
It's minion's below, from it's vantage
Point it watches, and note the
Daily hurts, and vices of the workers below
Slinging, heaving they feed the jib
Each day this daily ritual as the
Worker struggles from 8am to 6pm
Whilst above them, and the jib
Stand the bosses
it's cold metal indifferent to
It's minion's below, from it's vantage
Point it watches, and note the
Daily hurts, and vices of the workers below
Slinging, heaving they feed the jib
Each day this daily ritual as the
Worker struggles from 8am to 6pm
Whilst above them, and the jib
Stand the bosses
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