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The Easy Jobs
The Easy Jobs
by Bob Moore
A job that should be easy, again has turned out hard
instead of moving forward one foot, I’m going back a yard
searching for the tools again, I should put them away
if I could only get that habit, would save me half a day
Always clean up after you, that’s what my dad would say
it saves time in the long run, believe me when I say
start the habit while you’re young, you’ll have it all your life
to help you in the future, when you’ve a family and a wife
but I never listened, to the good things my father said
I will always find them, they’ll just be in the shed
you’ll wish that you had listened, to the wise things that I say
when a job should take you half an hour, but takes you half a day
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