Поэма "Я люблю мою работу"

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 its location,

I hate to have to go on vacation.

I love my furniture, drab and grey,

and piles of paper 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 hug it often though it won't care.

I love 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.

I love the meetings with deadly 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!!!!!