Work Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Work



I've never met
a finer bunch
of loud mouthed braggarts
and mindless chumps

The nicest people
you'll ever meet
One's you'd avoid
when crossing the street

If only the group
would do their jobs
Instead of spewing trash
and smiling with condescending nods

The work place would be better
It'd be so swell
Without the hatred
and all the yells

Sunday, March 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sometimes things can get chaotic at work and you just feel like screaming when you have to sit and listen to the mindless banter of people talking about co-workers. After a stressful week of work writing this poem will give me some pause when I go back in Monday. Think I'll post on my work station.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 30 March 2014

Nicely done! I also agree. The worst part of any job is trying to stay out of all the drama!

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Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Baltimore, Maryland
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