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A Poem

April 9, 2010
By Anonymous

There once was a man named Jay,
who had to work everyday.
Come rain, sleet, snow or wind,
He traveled the hazardous road.
“But for what?” he thought one day,
When the weather was gray,
I travel all day, but for what pay?
I could make the same at a Subway.”
He announced to his boss he’d be quitting soon,
it make him quite a buffoon.
Jay said to the boss, “What’s the point?”
“I travel all day, to make the same cash
That I could at a burger joint.”

Mr. Jay, he’s better off now, paying his dues,
with the money he makes with horseshoes.
He hated his job, there was no point, and now look where he’s at.


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