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Unemployed
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shortcut
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Monday, 14th November 2005 @ 08:18:59 AM in AEST
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Unemployed
The morning comes too early for my eyes
Thank goodness for fresh brewed coffee
Time for Pilates , yoga, trim those thighs
Must learn to stop eating all that toffee
A healthy breakfast fruit yogurt and pop tart
Shower, makeup, decide on what clothes
Then off to find work, but where do I start?
Hmm the workforce is best, I suppose.
So crowded there is no place to even sit
Sign in, sign up, sit down and shut up
The man next to smells like ****
No actually its really a woman, close-up.
Then its door to door to sell my soul
Smile, inquire, test my skills
To pay my bills is the goal
Being homeless would give me the chills
At days end the depression sets back in
No offers, no interviews, not even a lead
The stress and worry come out from within
What to do with children to feed?
Smile for them dont let them see
Cook dinner, listen to their day
Bedtime, Oh Lord please hear my plea
A good job provide for me soon I pray.
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Re: Unemployed
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by Sinned on
Tuesday, 7th February 2006 @ 05:53:48 AM AEST
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I understand your plight.
Only those who have been there can uderstand your write.
With unknowing eyes
its easy to critize.
I pray yor prayer be answered.
Please write more as you have much to offer.
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