All work and no play

Tick tock 

Says the clock 

"Have you got a minute?"

(No time to waste)

Life passes by 

"All work and no play"

Are you still there, Jack?

I'm a dead(line) man

Keep that suit clean, 'cause

It matches my golden coffin

You all can bury me 

And have a good laugh

Upon my corpse

(No time to mourn)

Please leave a brief epitaph 

Something like 

"Your work will pay back"

And spread these words 

To all the bankers who own my life

They'll find a way 

To send me debt letters 

Even in hell 

They'll find me 

I am so sorry,

Really can't keep on talking now

So much stuff to do!

(No time to live)

23/09/2015

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