Labor's a Commodity, like Fish
Labor's a commodity, like fish,
As children are fast-frozen and filleted,
Beating down the price. Fortunes are made
On selling to us all so cheap a dish.
Remember how the world is being run,
Determined by the market's iron laws
As slaves and children jingle in its jaws.
Yet there is nothing, nothing to be done.
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