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Local Rag
I flick through the local rag
there’s no news for me
but they’re not likely to feature strippers
so I shouldn’t complain.
I reach the dreaded jobs section
sales sales sales
admin admin admin
heartbreak heartbreak heartbreak
where are the jobs for me?
executive fine wine taster
professional lounger
fully qualified ogler
who dreams of anything else?
who wants to be ground down every day?
a good drive would probably help
I look at the sports pages
the men in there have drives
they may not be in the big leagues
but the sports kids always got the girls
I throw the paper down in disgust
this town will be the death of me.
there’s no news for me
but they’re not likely to feature strippers
so I shouldn’t complain.
I reach the dreaded jobs section
sales sales sales
admin admin admin
heartbreak heartbreak heartbreak
where are the jobs for me?
executive fine wine taster
professional lounger
fully qualified ogler
who dreams of anything else?
who wants to be ground down every day?
a good drive would probably help
I look at the sports pages
the men in there have drives
they may not be in the big leagues
but the sports kids always got the girls
I throw the paper down in disgust
this town will be the death of me.
Published 17th May 2012
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17th May 2012 6:27pm
17th May 2012 6:39pm
17th May 2012 6:46pm
Though it's well written it feels more like a stream of thought than a planned out poem, for the mundanity it expresses, it feels fresh in this format. Nice work.
17th May 2012 8:31pm
10th Feb 2014 9:19pm
The thoughts of a devil using Google/goggles to look at the daughters of hell!
