Working #poetry

Shouldn’t I be working,

Though I’d rather be at home,

I guess I know the answer though,

As I’m sat staring at my phone.

My Friend has a new job

I think I’ll get a new job,

In title, not in fact,

So that when somebody asks me,

All pompous I can act,

I will not have a change of roll,

But just a change of name,

So that when I tell a crowded room,

They’ll have to play the guessing game,

So I will be a Facilitator,

Of All Primary Facts,

I’ll┬ábe Negotiator,

Of Futuristic Tacts,

But reality will kick in,

When I sit down on my chair,

I’ll soon be bored with my new role,

And wish I wasn’t there.