Social Service Saviors

on line for 8 long hours nervous and at a loss how are their logistics organized? what madman could be the boss? they call my name, and I arise "Sit Down!-Nevermind!" they bark much to my surprise my case manager's furrowed brow gives clue to how he does feel something's amiss in social service land we're here to apply for benefits we're not here to steal I've gone through crap you'd not believe, but this is just surreal soon they called us aside to admit their great mistake- seems their internal communications proved to be a sad, sad, sad, sad fake now they tell me something that I'm told that I must heed I've got to come back twice more to prove that i can read! and if it turns out, that i can read and write, I must return again next day to explain to them my plight! I shake my body in disbelief I shake and scratch my head, for by the time these Bozos get to help me I'd be long buried, and long long gone- and very, very dead!