If It Wasn't For Us

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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If it wasn't for the poor Who else could the rich blame, Who else could replace them in a war And who else would they put to shame. If the poor did not provide the food The rich would then end up eating their riches, Never would they make it to manhood Never could they labor or dig ditches. If it wasn't for the working class Then the rich could not ever survive, They couldn't get off their fat ass Because, of the working class they stay alive. If it wasn't for the working class hard workers The rich wouldn't have nothing at all, The working class are not the shirkers Without the working class our economy would indeed fall. If it wasn't for the middle class, like me The rich would be constantly stuck in the mud, They wouldn't know how to be free Without the middle class's muscle and bone and blood. We are the once's who fights the wars and pay the taxes We are the ones who sew and mend every stitch, And we are the ones that wears uniforms and grind the axes We are the ones who made the wealthy rich. Randy L. McClave

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