This Job Stinks!

Posted on August 16, 2015 by jonrobisonpoetry 
This job stinks.
Lousy pay, working weekends.
	And I’d better not get sick.
The job ain’t going nowhere,
	Unless it goes to India.
The wife don’t respect me like she should,
	Don’t listen to me like she should.
The kids got no respect.
First, I should respect myself.
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