Looking for a job
Not someone to rob
Finding nothing really
People are so silly
I'm still quiet bold
But probably too old
They want someone young
That can be sprung
That can leap bounds
I will stand my grounds
Guess not mean't to work
Can't even be a clerk
So I'll stay at home
No longer I'll roam!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yea that's how it ends now days nice read hit close to home