I Like Jobs Finished

Well I’ll be dipped
Up to my neck
I have just tripped
Upon this deck

Who built this junk
On which I walk
Some little punk
Not quite a shock

I’ll fix this work
That’s incomplete
With this jerk
I’ll not compete

The work is done
It’s safe to use
Can even run
If you so choose

Took out the nails
And used some screws
Fixed all the rails
Then had a snooze

I like jobs finished
Not halfway through
Well my jobs finished
Good night to you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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