To Those Who Played For Safety in Life
I also might have worn starched cuff,
Have gulped my morning meal in haste,
Have clothed myself in dismal staffs
Which prove a sober City taste.
I also might have rocked and craned
In undergrounds for daily news,
And watched my soul grow slowly stained
To middle-class unsightly hues...
I might have earned ten pounds a
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