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The Protégé's Lament

Poem (Canso): 

Why does master     view me with suspicion?
Are my efforts     suffering attrition?
Does he think me     too full of ambition?
I will show him     my sincere contrition!

My Pelican does me wrong!

Hear the cock crow     that is when I get up
I will help with     field and feast hall set up
Bring caffeine so     trolling can be sped up
Never show that     I am getting fed-up

My Pelican does me wrong!

Need caviar?     I will catch the sturgeon!
Medicine? I’m     Quite the chirurgeon!
Toilets clog and     who is called for purging?
Do it all with     hardly any urging!

My Pelican does me wrong!

On the field I     aid with water bearing
sewed the clothes that     my household is wearing
Hope you like the     dinner I’m preparing
Sweat and blood will     show that I am caring!

My Pelican does me wrong!

All of this and     yet I hear ‘Work Harder!’
Not a word of     praise that I can barter-
I must show him     I am a self starter 
Prove to him that     I am still a martyr!

My Pelican does me wrong!