Except for those who fly,
No other works so high.
With his crane he teeters
At eight-hundred-nineteen meters
Atop the Burj Dubai.
For now his cab is home.
From it he dosen't roam.
He must like it there a heap,
For he doesn't come down to sleep.
India is his other home.
A man who knows no fear,
He's been up there a year.
His worth is not disputed.
When his wage is computed,
It's a hundred K per year.
1 comment:
Hehe, that was cute.
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