Day Laborer

Pile upon pile of rocks he did lay.
His back was sore, but he did not say.

Finally, his day comes to an end.
He's looking forward to a beer with his friends.

While at the bar, he did not talk.
He was so tired he could barely walk.

Reached his home and walked right in.
Sat on the couch to catch his wind.

Took a shower and went to bed.
While piles of rocks danced in his head.

Woke up early to start his day.
Piles upon piles of rocks he must lay.

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