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A Slacker

by Nancy Ames

"It isn`t really fair
that I should have to work.
It should be free like air,
I think I`ll go berzerk.

I ought to get some credit
for going straight to hell.
No, I don`t recall who said it,
I don`t remember very well.

It`s really all his fault,
I know that he knew better.
He should have kept it in the vault,
and he should not have sent that letter.

I always think the worst,
stand back and see it through.
And the last shall soon be first,
because I don`t know what I do.

Promises are only words,
that`s funny, don`t you see?
I set the very highest standards
for everyone but me.

No one ever told me,
well, not since yesterday.
And now the man who bought and sold me
has given me away."


Author's Note: this is one of my old series of caricature poems, tongue firmly in cheek.

Posted on 12/20/2017
Copyright © 2022 Nancy Ames

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