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Rockabye, Baby
Rockabye baby, on the tree top,
When you grow up, you'll work in a shop,
When you get married, your wife will work, too
So that the rich will have nothing to do
Rockaby baby, on the tree top
When you grow old, your paycheck will stop
After you've spent the little you save,
First to the poorhouse, then to the grave
@parody @work @political @lullaby
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Rockabye baby, on the tree top,
When you grow up, you'll work in a shop,
When you get married, your wife will work, too
So that the rich will have nothing to do
Rockaby baby, on the tree top
When you grow old, your paycheck will stop
After you've spent the little you save,
First to the poorhouse, then to the grave
@parody @work @political @lullaby
filename[ ROCKBABY
RG
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY