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Minimum Wage

I'm underpaid. If it takes me an hour's pay To buy my lunch I have a hunch I'm underpaid. Because I'm paid the Minimum wage. Why this isn't a cause of rage Among politicians that their citizens Are underpaid On minimum wage I'm afraid I can't say. I can't rent my own place, A problem I can easily trace Back to my low pay On the minimum wage. I hope this is a stage Because I honearly can't say How I'd survive if I stay Underpaid On minimum wage. While I can't pay my bills Billionaires fly around country for thrills Tax breaks, relax mate, It's better than giving them to The underpaid On minimum wage. To be able to pay the price Of things I need would be nice, But there's no room to play Living day by day Underpaid On minimum wage. My wages are a joke, No way I can't be broke Living this way. I'd just like higher pay For minimum wage.
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amy-bells
33 / F / American
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Written by
amy-bells
33 / F / American
Published
Sep 7, 2013
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My husband has an income or else I don't know how I'd survive.

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