It’s Late (Richy)

Close the doors,
Time to clean the floors,
All that chores,
For you, and never pause!


I’m tired, so tired Phew!
Making that stew,
For a lot, not a few,
And I Collect little Due,


Long working hours,
Thinking the job is ours,
Late-night showers,
I don’t have any powers,


For only one prospect,
I hope it will be what I expect,
I will get that respect,
And be the richest

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