The Daily Report 03312011249pm

Today, I, thanks to a call from my boss, Had to wake earlier than I wanted. Every time he calls, I am haunted, Due to the fact that I am at a loss. As usual, I had to bare my cross, In a way that left me feeling taunted, Losing the dignity I had flaunted Yesterday; Now thrown away with a toss. Reaching work before my usual time, Enjoying the benefits of working, Poor, little, old me tries to earn a dime Or a penny, since my boss keeps jerking Resources away, which should be a crime. Time moves slowly, since the end is lerking.