Published August 28, 2008
It was ment to be somewhat funny.
Why ya so damn lazy?
How many times do I have to tell you to mow that grass?
Get off your lazy ass.
I want you to work until your beat now, get out of that chair and get on your feet.
How many times do I have to tell you to work hard at your occupation?
Now, go clean the restroom from its reek of urination.
When you’re done you can have your fun.
But until then, you work for me and you ain’t free.
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Hahahahaha! This is great! I love this poem. It is practically what my mom says when I slack off (Minus the curse words of course
first off, jobs suck.
second off, there are few grammatical errors that im not going to point out and correct because im sure some more anal member will take care of that front, i want to address the ideas.
this is strait forward and relevant. its not cheesy, but its amusing. good work on all fronts.
i like this because it is whimsical but not elementary and worthless fluff.
keep it up, keep it right up.