"concepts Level Jobs Are Shove__ Its!"
All my concept work experience,
My poem gives precept clearance.
My jobs revealed concepts are inept,
Good work ethics are wisdom’s precept.
Though I was square peg in a round hole,
Never intended to sell my soul,
Doing jobs on which bosses are sold,
For all souls are based on heaven’s gold!
My soul’s precept could never accept,
Job concepts in which souls are not kept!
In double mind standards of measures,
Bull snot’s excuse! For human abuse!
Everyone’s work is to do the job,
Though one is paid more, to be the slop!
Extra benefits(!) for corporate tricks!
These are known as corporate picks.
For The Contest: The Work You Do!
In Honor of: Carolyn Devonshire
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