I sit here on the stool, no school, no play,
All I hear is "BANG! CRASH! WHIRR!"
All the time, all day,
And here I see the worker next to me crying,
And this one is my friend, in a way...
I long to help my coworkers, drowning in smoke, but all I here is
"Keep Working On That Diesel Body!"
I hope my descendants don't wind up like this,
Working like horses all day.
And here is my buddy Warren, working and whistling.
It appears to be a happy tune.
He says life is a song.
Why??
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