Dressed ready to go to work
To the dinning room you walk
Breakfast readily set on the table
The maid beside you greats with a bow
With a mum! You start to munch
Complaining about little offered though much
Without a thank you, you strole out.
The chauffeur waiting with a smile
Your mind so far in miles
The car door you bang as you enter
Roaring to the good servant chauffeur
For the car to roar and move as fast
Your job so important and comes first
The chauffeur wonders why you so arrogant!
The staff in the office wave “Good morning”.
With a long face as though you mourning
You walk past everyone to your seat
Leaving everyone mummering as you sit
So heartless you prove to be
Without caring you leave everything to be
Surely this act is not surposed to be.
The food you eat all tasteless
Everyone to you seems so useless
The faces as they talk seem so ugly
Everything to you is done badly
Why don’t you have a heart?
Despising those living in a hut.
You can’t live alone, to anyone remove a hat.