man
laughs at you. asks you
why
do you still work,
why aren't you
sitting on your can
drinking
a beer at some beach
resort.
a box
of fried chicken between
your legs
and reading
a book?
he's never worked
a real
day in his life.
his hands are as soft
as the marshmallows
he eats
with his wife, both
of them
on the dole.
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