My First Job
I kinda like my first job,
I teach and learn,
I'm seen am heard,
I'm serious am fun,
I really like my first job.
However, its temporary,
An year full of memories,
Living in a foreign territory,
With rivers, Hills and Valleys,
Ooh! I can't forget the monkeys,
What if i don't get the job,
I worry because i need to develop,
My career is on a tight rope,
But i'll cope, nope, infact i'll get the job,
Its my prayer that is filled with hope,
Coz actually, I really like my first job.
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