Saturday, December 11, 2010

the day the work the money

Many loads earning dough
Running quickly reaching places
Rain or shine it has to be done
Even at home working over time

The hunt of wealth
The crazy ways people will do
As long as it gets it done
The sweet smell of minted gold

Eyes tired mind searching
The lines to make quick returns
Depriving sleep dreaming of gold
It has to come true with so much efforts

Drowsing and sleeping and awakening mode
The horn siren awakes instantly
Grabbing the support the time moving on
The day begins the spinning tales again

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