Friday, 26 June 2009

A Poem, Army of Loafers Climbing a Cement Staircase

Army of Loafers Climbing a Cement Staircase
Crunk, Krunk, Cronk, Kronk, Crunk, Kronk, Crunk:
Hard soled business shoes smack cement,
Fake brown leather squeezes small feet,
And sore knees squeak with work pain.

Dunk, Dunk, Donk, Donk, Dunk, Donk, Dunk:
Walk instep down dark, damp, block,
Back aches, legs stiff wrists feel numb,
And the salaryman is home at ten.

Plump, Plump, Plomp, Plomp, Plump, Plomp, Plump:
Man falls Weary into sleep,
No food in Stomache time can’t spare,
And the clock cogs stop for salaryman.

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