> > > I love my job, I love the pay.
> > > I love it more and more each day.
> > > I love my boss; he is the best.
> > > I love his boss and all the rest.
> > > I love my office and its location.
> > > I hate to have to go on vacation.
> > > I love my furniture, drab and gray,
> > > and the paper that piles up every day.
> > > I love my chair in my padded cell.
> > > There's nothing else I love so well.
> > > I love to work among my peers.
> > > I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
> > > I love my computer and its software;
> > > I hug it often though it don't care.
> > > I love each program and every file,
> > > I try to understand once in a while.
> > > I'm happy to be here, I am, I am;
> > > I'm the happiest slave of my ...............
> > > I love this work; I love these chores.
> > > I love the meetings with deadly bores.
> > > I love my job -- I'll say it again.
> > > I even love these friendly men,
> > > these men who've come to visit today
> > > In lovely white coats to take me away
Monday, May 14, 2007
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