Stacks on Stacks on Stacks

Stacks on stacks on stacks
Stuck stacking the rack
just to build my stack, got cash?
Piles of cheese, in my piggy.
Piggy? Pigs don’t eat cheese,
stop. Daydreaming, get back to your stack.
I don’t pay you to slack,
there’s no turning back in this rat race.

Poetry 101 Rehab: Stack.


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