New Job Poem by Ste. Anne
New Job
I Have a New Job
Companies hire me to sit in their kitchens
Drink coffee, read newspapers, bulletin boards
Gossip with employees, talk about things
Weather, politics, news, whatever.
If an employee asks me what I do there
I just say that I make them more productive.
They seem to like that and pretend to look in the fridge
But I really know they just wish they had my job.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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