Here's a little something I wrote to kick off the Yule season!
Working in a Sweatshop Wonderland
Gone away is a fair
wage.
Here to stay, is a
slave wage.
We work through the
dawn,
Till we collapse on the
lawn.
Working in a sweatshop
wonderland.
The assembly line is
where they keep us
So that we can package
all the toys.
I’m pretty sure that
OSHEA would be furious.
If they weren’t paid
so well by good ol’ boys.
Before Long, We’ll
perspire.
And we never can
retire.
Until that big day
While we’re slaving
away,
We drop dead in our
sweatshop wonderland.
Then the life insurance
that they gave us
Will be all that we
have left to show.
But there’s something
they forgot to tell us
The beneficiary is the
CEO
© 2010 Khaos WolfKat
© 2010 Khaos WolfKat
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