I worked for fifty hours a week,
And someone said to me,
“Don’t be a serf! Throw off your chains,
And show the world you’re free!”
So I cut down my working hours
And found, upon the whole,
The leisure time I had to spare
Good for my body’s carking care,
And better for my soul.
I worked for forty hours a week,
And someone said to me,
“Release your bonds, you shackled slave!
Show all the world you’re free!”
So I reduced my working hours
And found in leisured lull,
The more I sought to play, the more
Amusement had become a bore,
And life was rather dull.
I worked for twenty hours a week,
And someone said to me
“Awake, you mutt! Snap out of it,
And show the world you’re free!”
So I cut out my working hours
And found that joy had flit.
Upon black melancholia’s brink,
I sometimes used to sit and think
And sometimes merely sit.
I worked for not one hour a week,
And someone said to me,
“You lazy coot! Arise and shine!
You call this being free?”
So I resolved I’d better far
Rejoin the toiling mob.
But when I rose and looked around,
To my intense digust I found
Someone had pinched my job.
(C J Dennis)
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