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mcradloff

Just Another Day

Getting Up
It's 5 am on the clock
Taking my shower
Then it's time to towel me off
Getting my lunch ready
More water and pop at the end of my day to reward me
There some beef sticks and garlic chips
There were some Ritz crackers and some cheese spread and olives
There was some bagels and onion and chive cream cheese
An occasional banana or two
Eat a bowl of cereal
Watch some taped shows
Americas Got Talent, What Would You Do?, Judge Judy, Looney Tunes
Drive for 21.5 miles
Singing my songs
The favorite part of my day
Waiting for 15 minutes to walk into work
Reading Dubuque's Telegraph Herald
Punching in
Minds in a fog
Getting yelled at
Screwing up
Getting made fun of by the boss
Feeling like hell
Going on break at 9:15 am
Going on break again at 12:30 pm
Only two more hours
Punching Out at 3 pm
I'm free!
I'm going home!
I'm going to sing in my car and drink Mountain Dew!
I'm happy now!
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Had to work again on Saturday. They made us come in late which really sucks. I am used to leaving at 1 pm, and once got to leave at 10 am, that was neat. They have an old Rick Dees Top 40 countdown on from 7 am to 11 am. I listen to that on my first break. One song was Bryan Adams Summer of 69 from 1985.
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BellaNora

Rome Wasn't Built in a Day!

My thoughts are keenly focused
Then suddenly they’re in overdrive
I can’t maintain a targets clear aim
When feelings roughly push me aside

Doggedly I go through the motions
Getting my work ready on my desk
While struggling with all my emotions
I’m thinking about him instead!

He had a mysterious hold on me
That I thought would ease over time
But the harder I try to fiercely resist
I’m compelled to keep looking behind

This is so damned ridiculous!!!
And it’s making me a little bit crazy!
Everything could’ve already been done
If that’s what he’d wanted from me

I’m not the one who gave up the goal
Doubting, and dropping the ball
He stopped playing, let me know that he quit
At least this is what, and how I recall

I’m not a sucker for punishment
So I took my licks and I left
But ever since then I’ve been haunted
By the scenarios deep in my head

I know better than to wish for what’s not
So I blocked his memory from my vision
But I fear this personal battle's been lost
And we’re headed for a painful collision

Or maybe he and I were just a fantasy
There was no way we’d ever get together
And now it’s time for me to forget the past
Perhaps that will make me feel better!

Or maybe, just maybe
I’ll keep sticking to my guns
Because Rome wasn’t built in a day
And once he sees that I really mean business
He’ll relent and finally give me my way

One can still pray...

July 18, 2013
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Me and my antagonist... protagonist... you never know with relationships, intentions are real, masks conceal, at the end of the day we have to see it both ways to reach an agreeable deal...
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mcradloff

Things Heard At Work

Bull@#$%!!
Didn't Al tell you how to do that?
If you come back late from break I'm writing you up
You won't get hired on here if you don't eat Johnson's brats.
I don't need the exercise, so enough with the burning holes.
Why did you do that?
We'll come to you either way if you are or are not hired on
Why did you take so long to clean those windows?
I want to know who was the one that knocked my files all over!
They said no cheese! Go in the back and clean up!
I can hear those kids all the way in my office!
I'm telling the principal on you!
Did you steal my scanner?
If you don't start picking 9 lines an hour you'll be fired!
Moon lost a finger.
Do you like your job?
We need more pans!
Does anyone have any questions?
Work safe and don't get run over.
You're not allowed to stand around, stay busy!
I got goosed with a metal rod, what should I do?
Do you take a shower every day?
Did you use the n word?
Are you consistent with discipline?
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Just some of the many things I have heard people say to me at different jobs I have had. From detassling corn, Hardee's cook, panwasher, teacher, cheese maker, freezer shipper, and my last job of muffler making. Needless to say, it's been painful!
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Unknown

Vendors' Rat Race

The wheels turn and spin
See them go round and round
They wear a silly plastic grin
From sun up to sun down with noses pointed to the ground

Eyes turned upward
To catch a sign of curiosity
From those that walk in a perfumed cloud
Of Animosity

Three for twenty,
Two for a hundred
This their song
This their reality
All day long

Sun has set
See how the wheels still turn
Slowly now with thoughts of needs unmet
And little hearts that for a treat do yearn

Boxes come out
The goods go in
And away with a shout
Tomorrow's another day...
Yet still with the plastic grin.
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Posted: Sep 2013
About this poem:
Looking at our roadside vendors and thinking of their daily grind to make a living... Random thoughts of their rat race.
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mcradloff

A Nightmare on Fair Street

One Two
Cummins is coming for you
Three Four
Try to close the doors
Five Six
Grab your tape measure
Seven Eight
Going to have to work real late
Nine Ten
Never sleep again
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Posted: Sep 2013
About this poem:
Have worked for over four months now at my job. I have had my time with crappy jobs. If you have a good job, I admire you alot!
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thesehazeleyes4u

your life

WORK, HOME, IN MY CAR, ANY WHERE ANY TIME YOU GOT TO ENJOY LIFE AND WHAT YOU LOVE BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN IT's YOU LAST DAY TO ENJOY YOURSELF SO SMILE NOW AN ENJOY EVERY MIN OF EACH DAY because life to short not to enjoy what you love. by me
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Posted: Oct 2013
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wayne34

dance for me

On the stage she stands
Her naked curves on display
Spining polvolting
She caresses her pole tight
Legs wrapped hanging

Hair touching the floor her bossoms hanging displyed for her ordiance
Cheer shouts for more
Money falling from the air
She displys her angelic curves gyrating the music blasts
Sensual slow
The ordiance on heat beging for more

Her slow rotations her bossoms and sweet lips her muff defying gravityshe give them plenty to see
The voyouer her ordience begging for more
One last twirl she gathers her wod of notes her payment paid in full
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Posted: Oct 2013
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Unknown

Music

I love all kinds of music
It has helped me through the years
getting me through some hard times
and has cleared away my tears
from classical to heavy metal
I have time for all
for when you pump it loud enough
you can really have a ball
Music has done so much for me
through sickness or when alone
I pretend that sometimes i'm the one
thats singing on the microphone
or maybe a little air guitar never goes astray
the reason I said air guitar
you wouldn't pay to hear me play
So i will leave it to the professionals
for I think it's best for all
I am better at being D.J.
to get the people on the floor
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
I love music and was a D.J. a few years back and may take it up again one day so a little poem for my dear friend Music
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socrates44online now!

Procrastination

To do
Or not to do?
Tomorrow is next day
I promise I will do it then
That's when!
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
Cinquain
This is its traditional form which consists of 5 lines.
Line 1 - 2 syllables
Line 2 - 4 syllables
Line 3 - 6 syllables
Line 4 - 8 syllables
LIne 5 - 2 syllables
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mcradloff

I Got Off Work Early

I got off work early
It was such a nice early Christmas present
45 minutes to myself
Where I won't have to work like an elf
I sang We Are Young by Fun three times in my car
I drank two Mt. Dews cause 21.5 miles is far
When you don't have your sleep
You spend most of the day at work trying not to weep
I played on the computer because I could
I listened to a Republican speech by Clint Eastwood
I listened to Will Ferrell getting yelled at by a little girl
She wanted her rent
Will hadn't put money away like nuts to a squirrel
Money is nice
But is has it's price
You can spend your time making money
Or spend your money making time
In the end it isn't worth the dime
Give me my day off so I can rest
This place feels like a hornet's nest
And I'm tired of getting stung
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
I am looking forward to November 23 and November 28-December 1 when I will get some good time to myself away from work. Today was nicer than others since I got to leave at 2:15 instead of 3 pm.
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