Work

by Gizzy Lizzy   Nov 4, 2004


Work again?
That’s all I do,
Work!
Till I need food,
Then you might,
Pop my head in.
Ask how the days been,
Smile and run back off,
To work.
If this is work,
I don’t want to be employed.
No way!
It takes you away,
Hides you from family.
I could cope with less money.
If I could just be with you,
I want to see more,
Than a glance at feeding time in the zoo!

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