We all have days when we could work till the day ends.
Others work where the nose don't belongs.
Many work just to please, easing the burden if you please.
Many have tunnel vision as they go.
Some have no vision, and on they go.
There is the guy who is sure it is his way.
Then there is the screw-up
He is out there screwing up yours and my day.
Well no doubt about it that is how it is.
Life wouldn't be so hard it there was a little give.
Of course there is the guy who just has to sit all of the time.
Keeping their business and ours up his behind.
A contest entry
- Humorous Sunday Quickie by Carolina Moon.
550 points, ended November 2, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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LOL I love your take on the prompt..brown-nosing at it's best lol Great write..thanks for entering.
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Way to go Mac, tell it like it is. Have a beautiful day.
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