Job’s Worth Poem by Ian Keenan
Job’s Worth
She hangs her clothes,
And everyday she fills her life
With walking dogs or
The endless wash.
Retired now;
Was a nurse but wanted out
As early as.
Her partner doesn’t like his job,
Technician at some place nearby,
But feels he’s safe,
So works -
Just for his pension;
Should be free from jail in
Fifteen years or so,
Poor soul.
Friday, December 11, 2015
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