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Feb 2017
It's wet and cold
But the world is run on gold
So you'd betta get out of the door
And work your *** off

And at the end of the day
You'd be disappointed at your pay
What you get isn't what you expect
Plain dough is all that you collect

"It's not even enough for dope!"
You take it up with your boss

"Listen, kid. You gotta be patient.
I guarantee one day you'll own gold,
maybe when you get to this old
like me. But not now, kid, not now."
That's what he told.
Jean Lin
Written by
Jean Lin  Taiwan
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