Work...
A dreaded word to almost everyone.
If it is such a horrible word,
Why do it?
Is it because we want to?
No
Is it because it is fun?
Hardly
Is it because we have to?
Undoubtedly
If we did not work,
We would not make money,
Hence we would probably not eat,
Have shelter, or clothes on our backs.
For the rare few that love their jobs,
I'm proud
For everyone else,
Doesn't life suck?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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LOL i like your poem. Its true I think everyone feels the same way most times. Lyl. Nikki
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LOL... I like this one!! It's great... I'm looking foward to working.. I LOVE teaching and I feel very lucky that I picked the right career... Keep up the great work!!!
Hugs,
Beth
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