Monday, June 1, 2009


I always want to quit my job
No matter how much I’m making, the rank
Or how prestigious the company.
It’s a feeling I get many times only hours into
A new situation.
I love to work, Can’t see myself ever not
Doing so, but it’s the people I can do without…
…Pompous arrogant Jerks, suits, know it all’s with bad taste
Telling me how and what to do.
I’m off to roast some beets…alone.

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