You this. Pretty good poem but too bad the poet is unknown. Here goes:
| I Love My Job! |
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The Lost Dr
Seuss Poem
I love my job, I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, she is the best!
I love her 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 a
while.
I'm 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 coats to take me away!
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