The job of jobs the life of lives
All the opposite the janitors strife
Believe himself on fruitful hour
Devour his kingdom, being sour
By young, do him mock
His solemn silence, more powerful talk
In his slate of vast historical paths
Pitiful hobby, what walls need baths?
He passes his day with calm upheaval
His peace so ancient and primeval

by Nick Korsantia

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