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I thought he was an architect
There was a young man named Art
Whose car one morning wouldn't start
Art said 'Not a good way
To start my day
Must get to my job at Walmart'
Art worked at Walmart as a porter
Widowed, he had a young daughter
Big money, not make
But the job, had to take
Earned just enough to support her
Art said 'Since in that job I began
I haven't been late once, man
Too much time I've spent
Should've already went
To work, need to rent a van'
The traffic was heavy that day
Art knew he'd be late, ok
Thought 'Even if I say 'I'm porter'
They might say 'You ex-porter!'
Would they do that? Fire Art? Van..delay!'
