There are so many who have come and gone through the years Some were nice to be around, most were not I'm super shy, so that sure doesn't help to foster a good time for me I really wish I had gotten a job long ago where it was just me, myself, and I But still I have the memories of these people, and that is something The guy from Hardee's went golfing with me in 1988 The girl from Hardee's went out with me on a date The girl from d*ck's got me, thank god she wasn't late The teacher from Cassville made me a meal The guy from Peru at the cheese plant in Belmont talked about potatoes with zeal The young man from Fiji at the freezer plant in East Dubuque like my music a lot The guy from South America at the muffler shop in Mineral Point was nice The women at Chestnut in Galena were so pretty they would melt January ice I could talk about the rest who weren't so well But for now all I can say is... They can just go to HELL!
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
My coworkers really suck, or maybe it's just me that just doesn't like all this human interaction crap!