Awake at four, he rises, lights the fire
And puts the kettle on for a cup of tea
Pulls on the work-stained overalls he shed
Only a few exhausted hours before
Working a shutdown stretch of twelves and sevens
Maybe he’ll make enough for Christmas this year:
Wonderful gifts for his family still asleep
He slips out silently through the back door
His wife and children are disappointed in him
Because he doesn’t do enough for them
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Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com.
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.