My Short Verse #2 Poem by louis rams
My Short Verse #2
on the job
my position they rob
bring them flowers
they cut my hours
claim they're a friend
screw you to the end
in despair
they don't care
must go to the unemployment line
to them that's fine
getting govt. help
to them that's swell
company closed down
i'm laughing like a clown
Excellent satire. I love your ironic last lines.10, of course. Warm regards, Sandra
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4/24/2024 12:37:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
lovely satire in each verse