Accomplishing the impossible means only that the boss will add it to your regular duties. ~Doug Larson  




~~THE NATURE OF LABOR~~


I was born to this job, having no choice
Rebellion unthought of, for this wee little voice
But do I get paid, for this labor of love?
I get NOT a penny, nor praise to speak of!!

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From morn to dusk, my chores never end
The winds, and the earth on my efforts depend
I guild the lilies, and paint autumn leaves
While plumping white clouds, as I balance the breeze

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Gently placing dew drops on the grass every morn
By noontime I am SO DARN exhausted and worn!!
And JUST WHO GETS THE CREDIT, for ALL THE WORK, that I do????
That BITCH, MOTHER NATURE in all the worlds view!!

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Ohhhhhh, she's got the nerve! That lady's got brass!!!!!
As she rests on her laurels and sits on silk grass
So if I were to quit, and fly off to the stars
Would things just stand still and not get very far?

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So perhaps I will bust her chops one day soon
And amuse myself, as I watch from the moon
Just to see if the boss, can remember the way
She worked like I do, in those long ago days

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And when I return, who knows what I'll find
Perhaps appreciation.....from my time out of mind Or maybe I'd organize a union for our rights
Local 101, for fairies, pixies, and sprites

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With benefits, vacations, fair pay and such
We're so behind the times and out of touch
I feel we're entitled.....we just want things fair
We're immortal, a workforce, that will always be there!!!

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