I Love My Job (As told to Dr. Seuss)
I love my Job, I love the Pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my Boss; she’s the best!
I love her boss and all the rest.
I love my Office and its location -
I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and gray,
and the paper that piles up every day!
I love my chair in my padded Cell!
There’s nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my Peers -
I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my Computer and all its Software;
I hug it often though it doesn’t care…
I love each Program and every File,
I try to understand once in a while!!
I’m happy to be here, I am I am;
I’m the happiest Slave of my Uncle Sam.
I love this Work; I love these Chores.
I love the Meetings with deadly Bores.
I love my Job - I’ll say it again -
I even love these friendly Men -
These men who’ve come to visit today
In lovely white coats to take me away!!
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I am so sorry! UG!
ReplyDeleteBut I do so love that poem... fits any job on some given days. :-) especially the men with white coats... they came and visited me the other day too. :-)
That is so funny! I'd never heard that before.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHHAAAA!!!! Oh my gawsh!
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