This week is POETRY WEEK!
Today's prompt: Write a poem about your job.
Pope Jon wrote:
My job is simple, some would say;
Though I put it off, day by day.
The expectations are set high;
"Whatever shall I do?" says I.
I'm not a professional, to be sure,
But that won't stop me from stressing more.
So what do I do, what job is expected?
I write silly poems, this one's completed.
Dana Lee wrote:
For those of you who do not know already, I am currently teaching English as a second language in a private school in Honduras. I am teaching second and third graders.
Here goes nothing:
Go be a teacher
God said
No, I resisted.
Go be a teacher
God said.
Fine, I obeyed.
Go teach special education
God said
Why, I asked
Go teach special education
God said
Fine, I obeyed.
Go teach in Honduras
God said
I don't want to!
Go teach in Honduras
God said
I don't want to!
GO TEACH IN HONDURAS
God said
Fine, I obeyed
Work hard everyday
God said
I am, I replied
Work hard everyday
God said
I am, I replied
Good
Was all He said
Teach children English as well as my love
God said
I know, I replied
Keep teaching them my love
I will do my best, I answered
Good
Was all He said.
Chuck C. wrote:
The Call
The end of the world,
The Apocalypse is nigh,
My account is late,
Late charges! How dare you!
It’s only a hundred days late.
Greedy SOB's!
You’re thieves I tell you, THIEVES!
You'll be hearing from my Lawyer!
*Click*
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