Sour Job

Can't deal with this job no longer
Nor the constant daily stress,
Never much appreciation shown
Not even from customer's none the less.

Its always do this or that
No kindness do they show,
If only they could read my mind
How hard for work it is to go.

There's just to much to handle
I don't have a big enough crew,
All the responcibility and hassle
If only at first I had knew.

But i've given them my notice
Their wanting me to stay,
I told them their only option
Thats to give me more pay.

Don't beleive they will do it
WIth money their rather tight,
So, I'll shake their hand and smile
Say good luck finding Mr. Right.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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