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Tic tic tic
your clock is moving
because it is my perennially occurring lot
I must move with your clock
haul bags of cement to and fro the site
what else is my back made for?
Cement. Sand. Gravel
Mix.mix.mix
Mould.carry.plaster
my feet is aching
my back is breaking
my head is throbbing
but I must finish this
because a labourer deserves his wages
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