lorraine crook


Each day I work
But for what do I work
I work to live or
Do I live for work.
Work is all around me
It consumes me
I think I might work too much.
It's not that I'm a worhoholic
But a chocoholic, I may be
You see, the chocolate sustains me
When I have to work all day.
Work I do, three jobs in all
From dawn to dusk
And then some more
All night shift
Four in told
To sleep is a must
But toil I do
To keep me active
I think not
To pay the bills, I suppose
To pay for chocolate
Of course!

Submitted: Tuesday, March 09, 2010

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