Friday, April 30, 2010

80 Word Dash

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A middle-aged custodial worker is going on strike,
Going to war with a broom and mop instead of a knife.
She sees her future through her glasses.
That’s why she can’t mope around like molasses.
Her polka-dotted dress is put to the test.
Mopping floors and cleaning tables is the job that fits her best.
The big flag behind her
Hangs from the wall like spiders.
She’s cleaning up her life, the scars, and the wars she had to fight.
Her hardships and trials are represented by stars and stripes.
United she stands with only a broom and mop in hand.

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