The flourishing 90’s

The good life

Would not end soon


Scooped up with a gigantic dustpan and broom

Swinging back and forth

Moving mountains of hay with a pitchfork

Shifting sand


Moved across the land

Jobs have disappeared


Now offer peasants


To wipe away the tears

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