Toff
you stand tall and raise your shoulders high,
you walk amongst my superiors,
its true- i work for you,
you claim to be my superior but im more useful than you are,
this is proven in the fact that i do your laundry,
the only question i ask is "can you do mine",
you are nothing but a weakling,
its true i work on your plantations,
its only factual to ask if in my absence you can work on them yourself,
you go to bed overfilled cos i sacrifice my meal for you,
you wear clean robes cos i do your laundry,
i yearn to know how much you can do when i depart from you,
lets face it- you owe me your existence,
i pray for you cos i love you more than you love me,
i soak myself in sweat so you can soak yourself in comfortable lavender,
its only brilliant to say you are an almost worthless being.
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