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Her I come





The Lost Dr. Seuss Poem...

I love my job. I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, she's the bes!
I love her boss and all the rest.

I love my office and it's location.
I hate to have to go on vaction.
I love my furnitur, drab and grey,
And piles of paper that grow each day.

I love my computer and it's software;
I hug it often though it won't care.
I lvoe each program and every file,
I'd love them more if they worked a while.

I'm happy to be here, I am, I am.
I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
Ilove the meetings with dreadly bores.

I love my job-I'll say it again-
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
In clean white coats to take me away!

--anonymous
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