Work Not Play

This is going to be a very long day
I just wanna be a kid and play
Got to work and make that money
When I get home give it to my honey
Outside in the hot sun
This job is never fun
I would rather go to the park 
Play with the dogs and hear them bark
But I am stuck at this job
So sore I feel like I got beat by a mob
Sitting at home sounds like a blast
This day needs to fly by fast
Next I know I am beat red
At home laying in my soft bed
This day is finally complete 
Tomorrow will just be a repeat
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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