My Cheap Boss Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

You always are a miserable lay
Always having a worry look on yr face
You say you're frugal; but you're cheap
You're worst than my uncles
I don't understand why rich people want more
It's not like you can take it with you
If you decide to let go of yr wallet,
I want a raise
But I know it is out of the question
I don't know why I don't quit
I must work two extra jobs
To pay rent and but food
I guess I do it because I love you
But I can't take it anymore
Something got to give
You appreciate nothing I do
But I say nothing because I need the job--
and I love you