Hustling and bustling to make ends meet
Rain or shine, we must get rich
Business before pleasure, I know is a must
Night and day we strive to get much.
Waking up from sleep, thinking about work
But without food how can we walk?
Even still we need to survive
So our spirits will revive.
Make hay while the sun shines
This is what people say to be precise
But how long shall we make hay?
Is it until we become gay?
Gay or hay, all sounds the same
Even with that we must reach our aim
To work and strive inorder to make it in life
So as to enjoy our labour's fruits while we are still alive.
But what can we do if we are maimed
Life would have been such a waste
However we are, we need hustle to bubble
Indeed Life is a struggle.
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