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Floor coverings were what I laid
To make a living for a while
Many things happened in that time
To cause me to have a big smile

A job in an elementary school
Was one we talked about a lot
Most of their flooring looked ok
But the office carpet was shot

We carried pad on our shoulders
They were very big rolls but light
Go through the playground we were told
To the second door on the right

We passed a pretend tea party
That is where the humor began
One of the little girls looked up
And said, "Oh my, that's a big man!"

We walked carefully down the hall
Many children would stop and stare
Some smiles and giggles all around
We seemed to be popular there

Suddenly a door opened up
A whole class of kids together
Followed their teacher from the room
Holding hands, their only tether

It was really cute to see them
All were small, but the last was least
He looked around wide eyed and yelled
Like he'd just seen a terrible beast!

I did that job for Fifteen years
It could be hard, but there were times
Rather than hard on knees and back
It added a few more laugh lines!

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