Three Lousy Bucks!A Poem by Randy Johnson
When I got a job, the boss didn't tell me what he would pay.
That low life piece of scum only gave me three dollars a day. That scum sucking dirt bag actually thought that I would love it. Just like the song says, I told him to take that job and shove it. I couldn't even buy a meal for three bucks. He got mad when I told him that he sucks. That S.O.B. black listed me so that I couldn't get another job. When that jerk looked in his safe, he saw that he'd been robbed. What he did made me madder than hell and he soon got the picture. I may be unemployed but at least I'm twenty-five thousand dollars richer.
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1 Review Added on May 28, 2018 Last Updated on May 28, 2018 AuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more.. |

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