by Ed Matlack
Monday, December 15, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
Print Save Follow
Recent poems by Ed Matlack
In its clutches...
Well, it's a job...
I know & don't know what is wrong with me...
Losted is my muse...
She was born the same year as me...
>> View all 5,726
Rising early keeps one healthy, can’t prove it by me,
It also keeps one wealthy, never have I had money.
And even it keeps one wise, not much for me,
As my brain is rather anyway small in size…
I hate awakening at six,
Wouldn’t mind so much if I could then get a fix,
Something stronger than coffee to me awaken,
Maybe something in a pill that can be enjoyed to be taken…
So I’m not a person of the morning,
At that time of day of more sleep I am mourning,
To have to get up and go to work I am scorning,
Leave me alone at that time, this being your only warning…
© ed ;-) 12/15/08
Want to review or comment on this
Click here to login!
Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Click here for your Membership!
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Lil'Brother, are you sharing herbs with our Tommy below? man...talk about been high without pilot's licence!
Now 'bout don't making noises early morning...you didn't meant to warn all those ex-Marines that are up at O-500 sharp, did you?
|Reviewed by Tom Hyland
|ED - BET YOU DON'T LIKE WORMS EITHER!
it's a funny thing about Life -
you can't get thru it without Money!
and you can't get money without Work!
and work requires that you get your fat ARSE out of Bed!
and then you have to shave your hairy, ugly Face!
den warsh da pitiful parts (at least) of yer Body
that might possibly Stink!
den don yer gay Apparel -
if'n ye happen to be Gay!
udderwise - yer ole holey T shirt n'
designer Wrangler Jeans!
then ya gotta fire up the ole Clunker,
n' fill 'er up with expensive Gas!
n' actually DO sum kinda WORK fer 8 whores (er, hours)!
then ya drag yer ole tired arse home at Nite,
n' havta slave over a hot micro-wave Oven,
for 5 whole freakin' Minutes,
warming up a nice nutricious TV Dinner!
P.S. at least you got RUFUZ!
afta a hole weak of doin' dis - Den -
every Saturday Nite - Lord willin' n' the crick don't rise -
ya gotta take a friggin' Bath, or Shower!
den, Mundy, Mundy - Re-Pete all Above Agin!
what a flippin' RAT RACE - RIGHT? ME ?
HELL - I'D RATHER JUST EAT THE FRIGGIN' WORMS!
Well, actually, the Truth of the Matter is:-
I Paid my Dues - worked from age 14 to 66 - 52 YEARS!
Retired - then could not Survive on the measly SSA Benefits -
got Screwed by every employer, my whole Life -
and last one's monthly Annuity is a Whopping $182/mo. WHOOPPEE!
BUT - I LUCKED OUT WITH A GREAT PART-TIME JOB!
3 days per week - up at Dawn's Crack . 8:15 am -
do the 3 S's - S**t - Shower - Shave -
Drink a coupla cups o' java, while Puterin' -
n' watchin' TV - then drive 5 whole miles to work -
takes 12 minutes to get there - START . 11:00 AM!
use my own car to deliver Scrips - 'bout 270 miles per week -
have a company Credit Card for ALL Auto Expenses -
including Gas, Tires, AND Repairs -
get re-imbursed $30./mo. for my cell phone use -
and get paid every Thursday (end of my Week) - IN CASH!
and have 3-Day Weekends - F-S-S - 52 Weeks per Year!
I'm Happier than a Pig in Wadda-call-it!
HOW DID I LUCK OUT?
A pool-team Friend and his Brother bought an Epic Pharmacy,
and at my Surprise Retirement Party -
HE ASKED ME IF I WAS INTERESTED!
Only $10./per hr. - no raise in 2.5 years -
but the $200. Xmas Bonus comes in Handy!
MORAL OF THIS STORY? THERE IS A GOD!
NEVER EVER GIVE UP!
and remember what my Mom always told me -
'Ya Gotta Eat A Peck Of Dirt afore Ya DIE!"
PEACE - DEAR FRIEND JOISEY - PEACE! TK.