Get The Job Done Poem by Bethany Maxwell

Get The Job Done



Dead end job,
Go nowhere pay check,
Long hour shift,
Under pressure of thumb,
Expectations of failure,
And when it's done,
There's just a coffin to fill.
Some would rather die; get it over with,
After all, what is there to lose?
One man's tie,
Is another man's noose.

By: Bethany Maxwell
March 15,2013
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some where in this universe muhahaha
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