Graduate Job

August 18, 2011 at 8:08 pm (Poetry, Topical)

Look at me! Mr Graduate I am!
I done well in all my exams!
Now I gone and got employment
One what makes me have enjoyment.

I sit and type on a computer
Trying to be Captain troubleshooter,
But ’cause I don’t know nuffink at all
I look like a bloody fool.

They don’t care though, it’s all cool
It’s OK to be a tool, recall
I’ve only just got in the door
Give me a chance on the first floor.

My boss can see my screen from where
She’s sat, she’s literally there.
Best behaviour, no hentai
Or I’ll be saying my goodbyes.

It’s funny getting paid for sitting
Not cleaning things, stacking or lifting.
Doing something with my brain
Inside, and not out in the rain.

I’ll do my best to keep my job,
And not look like a complete knob,
But in my mind there’s something there
That says, “No chance mate, you’ll be cleaning shit and lifting shit,
Shifting grit and digging pits,
And basically back to normal, really.

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