employment
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Redundancy Is ...
A Horrible Thing ... !!!
But ... Who Are The Ones ... ?
That Most FEEL THE STING ... ?!?
THOSE Who CONTROL ....
The Employment ... " Bullring " ... ?!?
The sound of keys on a key board
with the sounds of telephones
makes my brain want to pop.
Sitting down in a chair,
spinning from side to side
I am very bored
I wish this day will stop.
When I look at people I see their shirts.
I do not know their name
or where they come from
interesting, the value of a penny
it takes exactly one hundred and twenty five pennies to get on a bus
today I have a puddle of pennies
a couple of quarters
a dime
and five nickels
"Excuse me, is the manager here?Why?(You should be able to tell by how I'm dressed but..)I'm following up on a job application..Ok thanks.."
Hello, my name is [Your name here]
Gazing into the bowels of the beast known as Boomtown
I watch as its victims succumb to the temptations
The depravations
The unending depreciation
Of small-town America
All sparked by a foul-smelling black fuel.
