<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Early Works - Day In The Life Of A Working Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every morning I’m up at seven <br>eat the breakfast I’ve been makin’, <br>it might smell like dried wood, <br>but it tastes mighty good. <br>By then the postman comes to call <br>another bill through the letterbox does fall. <br>It is no good tearing it in two; <br>they’ll only send a reminder through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everyday at eight I clock in, <br>that’s when my daily work begins. <br>Lifting boxes up and down <br>and shifting things round an round. <br>Ten o’clock and tea break arrives, <br>time for a smoke and look alive. <br>Ten fifteen the whistle goes again <br>to let us know its time to begin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Twelve thirty to the café across the road <br>to sit down and unburden your load, <br>to eat food that looks so fine, <br>but tastes like sludge from the river Tyne. <br>Your hours nearly up, <br>then its back again to work. <br>From here on its slogging it out <br>until home going time at five o’clock</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reaching home, you feel half-dead <br>so you go upstairs to bed. <br>Under the covers to sleep <br>only to find yourself counting sheep. <br>Tomorrow it starts all over again, <br>another day in the life of a working man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Date Written Unknown</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362113" data-title="Early Works - Day In The Life Of A Working Man de David Harris" data-description="Every morning I’m up at seven eat the breakfast I’ve been makin’, it might smell like dried wood, but it tastes mighty good. By then the postman comes to call another bill through the letterbox does fall. It is no good tearing it in tw..."></div> </div> </div>

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