Rectangle Creep - Labor Mole

"I smell a rat"
The shop steward said
To all the gathered souls
Faces like holes

Dented Ricky's fender
Didn't leave a note
They tricked him
Into a spotlight

Resolute for the destitute
To make a determination
Draw out the pretender
Like that time some scofflaw

Dented Ricky's fender
Didn't leave a note
They tricked him
Into a spotlight

"The same surely applies"
Said the shop steward Dave
"To this labor mole of ours"
Labor mole
Burrowing under the union

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Rectangle Creep

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