Summoning 9 To 5 Poem by Ramona Thompson

Creepy rewrite of Dolly Parton's Workin' 9 To 5

Trouble started
The first moment
I contacted the undead
24/7 now got those nasty spirits bitching
Guess I overfilled my cup of supernatural ambition
Endless the line does stretch
All my many friends and foes
Reaching out
From the afterlife
Yeah, they growl and they glower
All them at once a talkin'
Gets my troubled heart
Double time pumpin'
These undead folks demanding I be on the job
From 9 to 5

Chorus

Summoning 9 to 5
What a drage
Workin' with the non living
My sanity barely gettin' by
Cause my business
It is dying
Yeah, a headache I'm a gettin'
Slowly goin' outta my mind
Where's my credit?
My fame!
Damn shame!
It's enough to drive a girl crazy
If I let it
9 to 5
I'm the undead's service and devotion
I hear the devil himself
Praises me for a big, fat promotion
If I'll cater to his ranks of the dead
But I ain't stupid enough
To let him have me
No way!
Even if he swears he got no designs the soul of thee

They make me wanna scream
Just hearin' them and their chains endlessly rattle
I'm just a step
From jumping off a ladder
Listening to their tortured screams
I feel my last grip on reality slip away
Like the Titanic
I can feel
The sinking of my boat
With this group of fiends
For my only friends
Waitin' for the day my own nice, quite grave
I can step into
Then away from me they'll all turn
And at last I will know
A peaceful way


Summoning 9 to 5
What a drag
Workin' with the unliving
My sanity barely getting by

They got me where they want me
Empty life
I don't wanna even think about it
What happened to me
The night I first played
That forbidden game
No matter how I try to escape it
Every minute of my life
Always one more ghost story
I got to swallow it

Chorus

2018 Ramona Thompson