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Showing posts with label job that. Show all posts

From the job that I have

Education spat me out
having taught me very little
and I find myself standing 
in a dark and gloomy bedsit
with a sudden realisation
that I need to waste some money 
on some little green binliners
for the wasted food bin
the bins that we all have
sat on our kitchen window sills
for the food that we have wasted 
the food that we have bought
but the bits we didn't eat
and which I went and paid for
with the cash that I had earnt
from the job that I have
that I didn't really want
the cash that was left
after they took away some tax
and some national insurance 
and a small contribution 
for a pension I'll receive 
more than a life-time away
from this job I didn't want
nor do I think I could improve on
because I have no experience 
or have the wrong qualifications 
with my incomplete degree 
which is putting me in debt 
of monsterous proportions
which I don't think I'll pay back
because the job that I have
doesn't take me to the threashhold
where repayment is required
so they tell me not to worry 
and to keep on studying hard
and to keep on with the job
the job I didn't want
the job I never dreamt of
but the job that I have
but that I never really wanted
but the job that I have
that I never really wanted
the job that I have...

that...
I think I'll go back to bed!