On checkout counters and production lines
We spend our time making your life better.
We sweep your streets and change your sheets;
We take your trash and bring you all your letters.
We polish your floors, we sell your goods,
We serve your food, we clean your office spaces.
The unseen classes who wipe your arses
With mandatory McSmiles on our faces.
And what "insult" do you turn to, when someone hasn't achieved your self-defined "success"? When someone hasn't "measured up," or—shock! horror!—doesn't even want to define their life by how far they've managed to make their way through your rat-maze, or climbed your greasy pole of corporate money-grubbing wankery?
You put on your best sneery voices and say, "Do you want fries with that?"
Well, look down on us all you like, but remember we're looking back up. And most of us know through personal experience that what floats to the top ninety-nine percent of the time, is not cream…
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