I finally found my calling, unemployment…
Yep, finally after fifty years,
And oh so many tears,
The job I do best,
I have found, it being unemployment no less…
Paid for what I don’t do,
Just like the animal in the zoo,
Faces made by the visitors, yeah you too,
No this is not in anyway untrue …
Wouldn’t ya know it?
Back to work I do get,
And I find I do better without, I bet,
No more long days, no more flying low like a jet,
How to keep getting paid for nothing,
My only worry, maybe I can claim my pet…
© ed ~ 10/10/04
Love Tinka
Reindeer
You could get a paper route... nah. How 'bout a doggy daycare... friends for Rufuz! Hmmmm... What about being a brain surgeon? I'll bet they get health insurance... em... wait a sec... they ARE health insurance! Sigh... What does Ruffie's resume look like? (grin)