When are these of lowly pay
With haggard look and hair of gray?
They get no rest by day or night.
They’re always wrong. They’re never right
They do not have a law degree
But go to bat for you and me
Though seldom have they been to college
They must have the widest knowledge
Of labor grades and when to grieve
Vacation pay and sickness leave
Of overtime and who’s to do it
Of coffee breaks and who’s to brew it
The how and which and why and when
And the problems of women and men
If, with forepersons they agree
Then they’re rats who’ve got weak knees
If, to workers they try to cater,
They’re branded as agitators
Those who have to take this job
Are called STEWARDS of your shop.
For their hard work