What We’re Given

Seeking income, running down.

Meeting challenge with no frown

Hiding us within your fur.

We sit back without a stir.

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You fought hard for all of us.

Your right hand, especially.

I tried hard to measure up.

Comes with stuff, as Dennis says.

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We’ve been through a lot these years.

All that’s happened testing tears.

Putting our shoulder even to

Jobs got done, and people, too.

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Never thought that I’d give out

Before the day that you gave up.

Let them drag the whole concept

Into the ground on which they slept.

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Times are hard under this toad.

Old things stay around until

The new things come and they are told

Eat what you can, when you can,

Solid gold.

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Money flows back in spades.

We don’t see it, but we just

Keep on giving, how we’re raised.

Heaping coals upon their heads.