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So many things you touched today
    Were made by human hand.
They came to us from far and wide -
     Were thought about and planned.

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The chair on which you’re sitting now;
     The screen before your face;
They didn’t just appear in shops,
     Or drop down there from space.

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People worked to make these things;
    They had to learn, like you.
They studied hard to understand
     The work which they now do.

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The bakers, drivers, farmers, me;
     Shopkeepers, teachers, you.
We understand the concept 'work'
     And know what we must do.

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The busy bees that fly around,
     And birds up in the trees;
They all must work to stay alive,
    So don’t forget them, please.

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We owe our thanks for everything  -
     For things both large and small.
To whom do we then owe these thanks?
    To the workers.  Bless them all!

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