Andrea Dietrich Poet Light Verse

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Inspiration for "I Hate to Work"

The Lost Dr. Seuss Poem ... I love my Job, I do, I do ...

 

I love my job, I love the pay.
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss; he/she is the best.
I love his boss and all the rest.
I love my office and its location.
I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and gray,
And the paper that piles up every day.
I love my chair in my padded cell.
There's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers.
I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my computer and its software;
I hug it often though it don't care.
I love each program and every file,
I try to understand once in a while.
I'm happy to be here, I am, I am;
I'm the happiest slave of my Uncle Sam.
I love this work; I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job-I'll say it again.
I even love these friendly men,
These men who've come to visit today
In lovely white coats to take me away.

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I Hate To Work

I hate to work. I do deplore
each tedious and awful chore.
Inside the house and outside too,
I hate to work. I really do!

I hate to have to mop my floor
and what a nasty wasty chore
to scrub the toilet. Icky poo!
I hate it so much. Don’t you too?

The inside of the oven. OH!
Black crusty junk – I hate it so!
I scrape and scrape that crusty crap.
I might as well just take a nap.

The crap will not come off. Oh my!
I stomp my feet and want to cry.
I look around at all the work
I ought to do but want to shirk.

I have a life; there is no time
for grease and grime, for sludge and slime.
I want to turn and run away
or go downstairs online to play.

So many things I’d rather do -
like sit and write a poem or two.
I want to call a friend and chat
or play with dog, or pet my cat!

I’d even rather pet a mouse
than ever have to clean my house.
I hate to work and though I should,
the truth is that I’m just no good.

No housework talent have I got
When young, I was not too-well taught.
Spots or wrinkles on my clothes -
I cannot even get out those.

My mother LOVED to clean, so she
did all the housework, leaving me
to go outside, play in the sun,
and not come home till she was done!

I only like work in my head.
No broom for me. Give me instead
a pen – the one tool I can wield.
Just let me work inside my field!

I paid a lot to go to school.
To work outside the home is cool!
I want to work if I get paid!
But in my house I need a maid.

Yes, let me work inside my head
and not with fingers that have bled
from kneeling, scraping at the floor!
Each day I hate work more and more.

My funds are low, so on my own
I have to clean my house alone.
TV and popcorn have to wait.
I have to do that work I hate!

March 15, 2019 for Michelle Faulkner's Honoring Dr. Seuss Poetry Contest
(Inspired by his poem: I Love My Job!)

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Carole Duet April 15, 2019 at 9:03 PM This is so great, Andrea. I know many people can relate. lol Congrats on your win too.

Barbara Gorelick April 14, 2019 at 12:12 PM In the true spirit of the good Dr. Congrats, I love your poem...s.BG

Michelle Faulkner April 13, 2019 at 4:43 PM We feel the same way about housework I see - thanks for putting up the 'lost' Dr Seuss poem with this - and congratulations!

Jennifer Proxenos March 17, 2019 at 11:21 AM Hi Andrea, this poem is a winner for sure - I absolutely love it, your talent shines - good luck my friend. Poetry hugs, Jenny.

Richard D Seal March 16, 2019 at 8:06 PM I share your enthusiasm for not liking work lol, though I do enjoy my working life, the in home stuff is just boring but has to be done, I do a bit now and then. You did a great job in writing this, really enjoyed the read. Take care, Richard

Dale Gregory Cozart March 16, 2019 at 10:10 AM Very cute indeed, Andrea.

Alexis Y. March 16, 2019 at 12:56 AM Lol! You and me both! But it needs to be done. Good Seuss poem in honor of him. Looks like a winner to me. Best wishes in the contest:-) Alexis

Sheri Fresonke Harper March 15, 2019 at 4:49 PM well, lucky for your it's Friday, I can definitely relate, enjoyed the rhymes and the poem

Bette Bavington March 15, 2019 at 3:01 PM Your poem was smooth. Nicely flowing. When my children were little I was a perfectionist my house had to be spotless. I was exhausted. As I got older I still clean but I am not as fanatic. I have other things to do. Lol.

Rico Leffanta March 15, 2019 at 2:49 PM I was extremely fortunate to have a wife who kept an immaculate house as you describe me perfectly in your verse! Well done, indeed! A winner for sure! Aloha! Rico Andrea Dietrich March 15, 2019 at 7:16 PM yes, in that one way I was born to be a man. My lucky spouse does nothing in the house.

Jan Allison March 15, 2019 at 12:36 PM absolutely superb Andrea I hate housework too my sister loves it lol too much fun to have rather than do chores :-) hugs jan xx

Vijay Pandit March 15, 2019 at 12:02 PM Thank goodness our mothers did all the work..your rhymes fall in place nicely despite the length of the poem..well done, Andrea.

Carolyn Devonshire March 15, 2019 at 11:39 AM Wow! You emulated Seuss's style well, Andrea, and it must have taken a lot of time to explore your distaste for cleaning so thoroughly. You deserve a big win for your effort! (My mother loved to clean too, so it was tough to get into the habit once I was on my own.) Good job! Hugs, Carolyn

Tom Cunningham March 15, 2019 at 10:57 AM Haha I take it you don't like work. You have a point though, we have lives too. Good luck Andrea. Tom.

Jack Horne March 15, 2019 at 10:07 AM LOL, a great one for the contest, my friend