Times Are Hard Poem by Saul Palti

Times Are Hard

Iv been working for a week
things couldn't be more bleak
I start by taking an empty seat
like a dirty piece of meat

work is awful and so very hard
I guess im just a busy bard
telling tails without a fail
delivering post via the mail

I look to the empty sky
wondering when I will die
will I ever retire to end my life
with my cool brisk wife

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