I Love My Job
> I love my job, I love the pay.
> I love it more and more each day.
> I love my boss; he is the best.
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> I love his boss and all the rest.
> I love my office and its location.
> I hate to have to go on vacation.
> I love my furniture, drab and gray,
> and the paper that piles up every day.
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> I love my chair in my padded cell.
> There's nothing else I love so well.
> I love to work among my peers.
> I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
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> I love my computer and its software;
> I hug it often though it don't care.
> I love each program and every file,
> I try to understand once in a while.
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> I'm happy to be here, I am, you see;
> I'm the happiest slave of the Big B.
> I love this work; I love these chores.
> I love the meetings with deadly bores.
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> I love my job-I'll say it again.
> I even love these friendly men,
> these men who've come to visit today
> In lovely white coats to take me away.
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