Quick poem about work.
they say the morning
and the sunshine
shines its light all day
but theres only shadows watching over me
i could tell you good morning
but its only the devil you would see
yes its a mean old world baby
and its the only thing waiting for me
well my best woman left me
she took my wallet too
now the other girl im seeing
well she just left me for mister so and so
its a mean ol world baby
and its on my way to work
the sad thing is baby
im forced to go there everyday
its hard to find love in sundays
the mornings curse is just a
walk away
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