There are holes
in the soles of my work shoes
And a hole in the pocket of my pants
With each step towards this table
I feel the soles catching on tile
They tip me two dollars in quarters
That fall through my pockets
I leave it
It will cost me seventy dollars
to replace these clothes
Around half of what I made today
Just so I can come in again tomorrow
For people to judge my worth in money
Based on how much ranch dressing I bring them
Anything for the shareholders

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