If our station in Life brings on frustration

Feel ignored, down in the dump
even if by dumb luck
we have gotten rich & plump
or by own sweaty pluck?

Case you still feel neglected
tell who has chump minions but Trump?
Try not feel too dejected
imagine you’d been a sump pump:

You’d gurgle & clank in cellars dark & dank
doomed underground regardless of how you crank