These days, one must remember
Are the happy days of December
So tis is the happy holiday season,
Alas for me it is One without reason
Everyone I know is made to slog,
Cos if you dont they will surely flog
My brain is beginning to clog
I can only pour it out on a blog.
U cant commit a greater crime,
Than charging little amount of time.
If u dont work on the weekend,
U will reach a so called dead end,
Oh!! please gimme a break,
Cos I am not a effin freak
I have worked the entire week,
I have worked the entire week,
Cant I give my personal life a peek.
Err to ask for a single puny leave,
Your head they will deftly cleave
Ohh but tis the holiday season,
But for me it is without reason
I can only stay somewhat sane,
If someone listens to us bitch,
I utter some words very profane,
My vocabulary is now very rich.
These days, one must remember,
Are the happy days of December,
So tis is the happy holiday season,
Alas for me it is One without reason.

This ain't worth a dime
ReplyDeleteOught to be in prison for such a crime.
Working like a dog that ate a hen,
For which he was punished with whips of ten.
Piety and pity combined,
But this deathly combination ain't divine..
Long hours, no sleep and less food,
A beggar's life devoid of wine.
~Wistfully sighs~