Workday Blues
Standin' out in
the afternoon sun.
Can't move on 'til
the work is done.
Wings are spread, but
I can't fly away.
Just have to get
through another day.
Each one seems
to be the same.
Do what I can.
Don't place any blame.
When this one
comes to an end,
I'll get some sleep
then start again.
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