The proud master of the car and the bungalow
In full modernity and pompous living
But hollow and shallow from within,
The modern man.
See my bungalow,
See my car,
See me and my own,
Exchanging mechanical smiles
The technical engineers and workmen,
Exchanging cactus flowers.
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