Aghast I was that there should be
No pay this week ‘spite guarantee.
To see the Boss with cap in hand,
My speech rehearsed, my answers planned,
“Good morning, Sir”, said I and bowed.
I made my speech (I felt quite proud).
He looked me up, he looked me down,
And said, “What’s this, you silly clown?
You think I care when you get paid?
Just go away!” I felt betrayed!
I’d dearly love to punch his face
But that would simply bring disgrace.
And, since I’ve mouths that must be fed,
I turned around, my face bright red.
I humbly walked back through the door
To join the other working poor.
8 March 2018
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