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Get A Job Poems - Poems about Get A Job


The Slob Who Won'T Get a Job
Some call him lazy and his wife calls him a jerk. His wife is very angry because he will not work. He won't get a job even though he's an able-bodied man. Her husband refuses to get a job even though he can. His wife is getting sick and tired of having to support him and their four kids. She'd...

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Categories: get a job, humor, husband, jobs, money,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Get a Job
I don't know how to express this, It's only my point of view. I may be mistaken I have made more than a few. I may lack education, Although I have always worked. I have no hesitation, Unemployment is for jerks. If you are genuinely needy Or disabled in any way It is not that you are greedy, You require money so you can pay, For the...

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Categories: get a job, 10th grade,
Form: Rhyme



When I Come To Get a Job
When I come to get a job-all they can say is "Hem", And all personnel department nearly froze on. I don't understand- why is not enough for them, Recommendations from a head of the prison?...

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Categories: get a job, prison,
Form: Quatrain
Get a Job - Soapbox Poetry
Get a job! (Soapbox Poetry) Reaching your hand in another man’s pocket Taking your fill, still you’re screaming for more Limits are reached due to faults in the system What do our children have waiting in store? ~~~ Why should I work when you owe me a living? I cast my vote so you’ll pay in my name Making excuses, yes...

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Categories: get a job, angst,
Form: Rhyme
To Get a Job
be ready be steady be frim be stren have the tools be well school but be to odd need this you can't miss TO GET A JOB...

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Categories: get a job, adventure, devotion,
Form: Light Verse



Premium Member Get a Job (Ii)
This feels to be the Last Frontier Of the Great Urban Conquest. I remain, day by excruciating day, Steadily engaged in my paralysis. Should I walk the streets with flying papers? Humming the optimistic tune of the gravedigger? City lights and morbid nights, Keep your cheer in rugged fabric Tied to uncommon reed, slung over the shoulder. Bear down on this blind, blazing city Like...

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Categories: get a job, faith
Form: Free verse

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