Job Needed

by JEFF   Jan 29, 2008


Heading out the door,
Getting ready for the everyday grind.
Telling myself over and over,
A new job I must find.

Starting the car,
Alloying it to warm up.
Strange feeling in my stomach,
Feeling i might need to through up.

Hating my job,
More and more each day.
Customers drive me crazy,
Wanting to hurt them so i must pray.

When the day has ended,
As i start my car.
Thank god for the alcohol,
I'm headed to the bar.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Silent Screams

    The last stanza got me laughing. I like it though. It shows the most felt emotions of our society. Hating their job.

    5/5
    Keep Writting, You're fantastic

    -Ally

  • 16 years ago

    by Brittany

    This is really funny too.
    I love the humour in your poetry. It's definitely something we need to see more of on this site.
    Congratulations =)
    5/5.

  • 16 years ago

    by Alicja B

    Wow this piece is beautifully written. it seems like it came straight from the heart. i applaud you for an amazing poem. i would really appreciate it if you would read my poem:
    Marionettes, puppets, and manikins galore.
    please comment and rate if you like it. thanks
    5/5 on yours btw :)

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