they're always cleaning floor, walls
it makes place so narrow, one way
traffic almost hugging each other
masking tape is their friendly barrier
walk this way please or no passage
those are few of instruction you hear
it won't be uncommon to spend a day
taking care of cleanliness of your space
that could be mind shrinking for most of us
a disturbing situation for the brainiacs
they become an artist of their own doing
i could read their names printed on the wall
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