hate my jobA Poem by MarcmanI take the bull and hide my frustration i go to work late, im the first one to leave i lay it on the line, i put in my time i hate my job with anything and anybody that applies i go home, make love to my wife i look forward to sleeping because its the best thing of the night i smoke a joint and watch my favorite show on cloud 9 then i wake up at 3 oclock laying there watching the time because I have to be a work by 5 i feel not enough rewards come in this time of life © 2011 Marcman |
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