The Lost Dr Seuss Poem

I love my job, I love the pay! 
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, she is the best! 
I love her 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 gray, 
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!

 

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