This song is ancient. I must have written this oh I don't know how many years ago. I have no idea in which of my old piled-up marble composition books it dwells. It's in one of them! But suddenly something jarred my mind back to it! And here's the lyric:
What is wrong with folks these days?
everyone's a hardship case!
please stop crying in my face
I'm not
paid for this
where's my please and thank you at?
no one talks to me like that!
act like they're aristocrats
freakin'
customers
why isn't anyone expected
to exhibit some respect for me...?
This is my final written warning.
And any further violation,
of this or any other nature,
could result in termination.
go 'head throw your weight around
don't you feel important now?
you're just here to grind me down
I don't care
anyway
no there's not an oversight
no need to be impolite
didn't momma raise you right?
I'll just
walk away
deedly deedly doodly doodly
doddly doddly doedly doedly dee...
This is my final written warning.
And any further violation,
of this or any other nature,
could result in termination.
Comments
Nice.
Well. There it is, then!