Saturday, May 20, 2006

Jab-At-Jobby


Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" You're just in time for Poetry Hour.

Tis brilliant how the slimy Roves
Have wired and swindled in waves,
And flimsy are the borrowed loads
Of money they've waylaid.

Beware the CEO, my son,
He uses might the jobs to snatch!
Beware Red pundits having fun
With all the nasty lies they hatch!

He took his union card in hand
Longtime the busting foes he fought.
Blacklisted he, from job set free,
His values come to naught.

So, art thou unemployed, my son?
Come to Wal-Mart, squeamish boy!
It's all the rage, this minimum wage,
Now stack those shelves with toys!

Tis brilliant how the slimy Roves
Have wired and swindled in waves,
And flimsy are the borrowed loads
Of money they've waylaid.

With apologies to Lewis Carroll.

FROM ANNE
THE MERLIN OF BERKELEY SPRINGS
AREA 14, STAR 14

2 Comments:

At May 20, 2006 , Blogger Hecate said...

Quite good! Thou art Goddess!

 
At May 23, 2006 , Blogger buddy don said...

i wish i had thunk of thisn! i luv the lines, 'Tis brilliant how the slimy Roves
Have wired and swindled in waves.'

 

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