I learn to get by legal with math and writing
and art, I leave school with no hat,
no hammer, I get work at the mill,
factory, the plant, mine, warehouse,
I line up uniform with the other schmucks,
I get along because I fix things,
my special skill is sucking up,
they pay what I’m worth, I get by legal.
Buddha even cares about one like me.
Monday, August 08, 2011
Get By Legal
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check our poetry picnic out today, 1 to 3 random poems are welcome if you could not find a theme fitting one.
cheers.
awesome poetry collection here.
lovely blog,
welcome joining us for poets rally today,
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