lorraine crook

Work - Poem by 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!

Comments about Work by lorraine crook

  • Rookie Elizabeth Frances Wilcock (3/12/2010 2:55:00 PM)

    thanks for the chocolate cake it was scrumptiously gorgeous You chocoholic (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 9, 2010

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