I Love My Job!
The Lost Dr Seuss PoemI love my job
I love the pay! I love it more and more each day.I love my boss, she is the best! I love her boss and all the rest.
I love my office and its location, I hate to have to go on vacation.I love my furniture, drab and gray, And piles of paper that grow each day!I think my job is really swell, There's nothing else I love so well.I love to work among my peers, I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.
I love my computer and its software;I hug it often though it won't care.I love each program and every file. I'd love them more if they worked a while.I'm happy to be here. I am. I am. I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.I love this work, I love these chores. I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job - I'll say it again - I even love those friendly men.Those friendly men who've come today, In clean white coats to take me away!
I love my office and its location, I hate to have to go on vacation.I love my furniture, drab and gray, And piles of paper that grow each day!I think my job is really swell, There's nothing else I love so well.I love to work among my peers, I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.
I love my computer and its software;I hug it often though it won't care.I love each program and every file. I'd love them more if they worked a while.I'm happy to be here. I am. I am. I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.I love this work, I love these chores. I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job - I'll say it again - I even love those friendly men.Those friendly men who've come today, In clean white coats to take me away!
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