Thursday, 24 September 2020

lol how true

 


Crap Night Job 

I was on the dole for a year plus when they gave me a job, a crap one on nights doing peace work. Get paid for what I did, I fell asleep on my first night. How boring!

Got fired on the spot. Back on the dole, what joy! Got a bollocking at the joke shop due to falling asleep, well you never listened to me would you, you cunts. I can’t sleep in the day.

So I do my poem for you, how crap you all are. Buy my book and read about yourself. I suppose you’ll give me a crap job on days moving boxes from A-B but I don’t give a fuck, it’ll pay for my vodka and tattoos.

And I’ll tell the lads of this poem for my crap night job and the cunts at the joke shop! 

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