Mostly I would like to feel a little more And stop the entire make believe: How many of you can say that they truly love their job
I hate it when someone says to me You better be glad that you have a job My job is like a relationship, bittersweet I work hard to get the job, but it’s time to divorce it and take a long vacation
I remember my grandfather’s donkey, Wilbert The poor man work that animal to death, One day I swear I heard the donkey said to me I hate my job, but jobs out there for me is limited I have no skill, I have no talent, so what the master Asked of his *** he has to obey: he passed away six month after the talk
We had that heartfelt conversation…Wilbert and I (:) I would like to feel a little more, and stop this entire make believe How can I be a poetic leader when I am always complaining? A donkey never complain,