Tuesday, January 9, 2007

I did the work

I did all your work
And felt like a slave
You were lucky
More money they gave

A college degree
Like you I had
Doing your work
Made me mad

You had a new car
The company paid
My car was old
The paint did fade

You took a long lunch
And ate with friends
I ate at my desk
Your work never ends

You got a big bonus
Including a cruise
I was let go
Now I’m confused

I'm always in
This same situation
I need to look
For a new occupation

By, Randee Saber 7/1/06