fauxcroft

I am a slave to work clock

Which leaves me a bit ticked off,

There is no way I can avoid it

I am not the type for slacking off,

And my work knows and exploits that

There ain’t no line that they won’t cross,

To get the most out of me and I am at a loss

But they don’t know I don’t really give a toss,

Because one day when all seems lost

They will see that there was a cost,

When I am able just to walk away

Leave them stranded one day,

Having to find another mug like me

It’s not like idiots just grow on trees

We are a special kind of breed,

You know the type that works to our fingers bleed,

Wow! and then on that day I’ll show them

Yeah this is my dream, my loser anthem. 😂😂😂😂

(Bit of self deprecating fun, so don’t get to serious or get it twisted 😂😂😂😂)