.I work in dark factories, a cog in the big wheel,
Driving grey satanic mills and weaving sad stories.
And faceless masters oh, they pay me plenty
Crumbs from their luncheon packs, harsh wine from bottles halk empty.
A stitch in time saves nine.
Said c*** Robin from the wall.
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