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Hating This Job
I hate this job. I wish I could burn it all
Down with my bare hands. My boss
Is a jackass and every employee
Keeps typing away at their small cubicle.
Fire!! Screaming so loud even the wall
Shakes. Scattering papers all across
The room causing chaos and noisy
Disruptions. Life is like the crucible.
Everything turning into dust and ash.
I wish I could be brave and brash.
Down with my bare hands. My boss
Is a jackass and every employee
Keeps typing away at their small cubicle.
Fire!! Screaming so loud even the wall
Shakes. Scattering papers all across
The room causing chaos and noisy
Disruptions. Life is like the crucible.
Everything turning into dust and ash.
I wish I could be brave and brash.
Published 25th Jul 2018
Author's Note
Inspired by We're Not Gonna Take It Anymore! competition.
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25th Jul 2018 11:14am
25th Jul 2018 12:38pm
Don't be afraid to risk finding something new. I did and couldn't be happier giving up the 60 hour work week
25th Jul 2018 1:05pm
