Recession Poem by David Whalen

No more calluses on my hands
No more aching back

No more punchin’ in and out
No more keeping’ track

No more places I have to be
No more rear ends to kiss

No more feelin’ necessary
No more work to miss

No more wishin’ I could be fishin’
No more doin’ what I don’t want to do

No more slavin’
No more savin’

No more shavin’…at least
No more than I want to

No more keeping’ up with the Joneses
No more going down with the ship

No more botherin’ to zip up my zipper
No more really givin a s#*t

No more takin’ one for the gipper
No more takin’ one for the team

No more tryin’ to be way more hipper
No more tryin’…

to live the dream