Jobless

I am tired,
Do you mind!
Had a rough day,
Got nothing else to say.

You are fired,
Pack up and sign,
This is your last pay,
Goodbye and out this way.

They are hired
Cheap bargain find,
They're here to stay,
Stealing our jobs nowadays
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2013

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Krc_1988
rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing Funny, yet, so true. Good poem.
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