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, he is the best !
  I love his boss and all the rest.

  I love my office and it's location. I hate to have to go on vacation.
  I love the furniture so drab and grey, the paper piles that grow each day.
  I think my job is really swell,there's nothing else I love so well.
  I love to work among my peers, I love their leers and jeers and sneers.
  I love my computer and its software; I'd hug it often though it won't care.
  I love each program and each 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.
  I love the meetings with stupid 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.
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