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34 At the end of the day
towards the end
of the line
It's time
to finally
find our way home
No more waiting
no more work
to take up time
For the end is currently
coming our way
It's the end of the day
as the bus drivers discuss
brandy and wine
While the children are certain
they just want
to go home
It's the end of the day
and we sigh a relief
The working has been constant
and now we're longing
for home
- Hope you enjoyed the poem!
-Rosebud
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