I Love My Job
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
I love my job, I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss, and all the rest.
I love my office and its location, I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and gray, and piles of paper that grow each day!
I think my job is really swell, there's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers, I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
I love my computer and its software; I hug it often, though it won't care.
I love each program and every file. I'd love them more if they worked awhile.
I am happy to be here, I am. I am.
I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job-I'll say it again, I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today, in clean white suits to take me away!