Work Place Blues
I have so much to do
I can't get it all done
To many balls in the air
I can't juggle every one
I am sure you've heard of me
The guy who dropped the ball
Now here I am
Knocking my head against the wall
They say that nice guys
Always finish last
It seems that's the case
I'm getting there fast
Just one more job
Added to my plate
Now I'm in trouble
You're out on your date
In the end I'm fired
I think that's okay
Your turn to work
My time to play
Disclaimer: don't send donations, still happily working here in Kelowna. I am however considering setting up a holiday fund if you wish to contribute to that:))
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