We Can Work It Out Poems - Poems about We Can Work It Out

There was this little train in Queensland Quilpie Flyer was the name Ran from Charleville to Quilpie Made it every day the same It was the Daily Mail Train With a carriage at the back Taking Ringers and Bush workers Who went...Read the rest...

I watched it all happen on aisle nine as Mike rounded the soda stacks, careening past the woman standing there nursing her newborn. Dave came from the other side, long-legged stride tripping over the man whose leg as sticking out from his...Read the rest...

I forgot I was likeable until I quit my job now I wish I had quit a lot earlier....Read the rest...

Dedication shows Truly pays off at the end If you work harder....Read the rest...

Some say ideas are just a tiny part, Just one out of a hundred, for a work of art. The rest is practice, lots of work and strain, Like planting seeds in dirt with little...Read the rest...

I was glad to escape the school run by demon spawn thrilled to extricate myself from this hell-hole disengage from a hateful situation distangle myself from the mess they call normal I am pretty sure the students feel...Read the rest...

Mitzy who retired the same day as me said “One of my parents gave me two hundred dollars.” “Great!” I replied “Another gave me a hundred.” This makes sense. She is a really terrific second grade teacher. “And then, of...Read the rest...

I have no pressure. The job from hell is over. And yet, I am still not sleeping well. Especially at night. I am fearful. That someone will drag me back there. And make me work with these people. It is the biggest...Read the rest...

I loved my school counseling job Loved it, loved it, loved it. Until they moved me to another school part time. One week school A - my home school. The next week school B- a school that loves...Read the rest...

I have worked in ten schools as a school counselor. I have had twelve administrators over twenty-seven years. This one was the quintessential ridiculous administrator. Let’s call her Dorothy Doo Wrong. Dorothy Doo Wrong compartmentalized grades 3rd-5th. It ensures that...Read the rest...

I spent my first day of retirement chopping down small trees. Renegade brambles full of ivy and poison vines, Kansas kinds. Tripped on several of them, landing hard, without using my hands. I heard my mother’s voice yell...Read the rest...

The social committee came to me in the form of Mrs. Breast Pump. Mrs. BP has been taking advantage of many of us for months now. She is supposed to have two twenty-to-thirty minute pumping breaks. It is...Read the rest...

Top echelon biz Looks for financial freedom The lowly works hard....Read the rest...

There once was a farmer named Larry With a hundred cows at his dairy Larry did his best Hired help for the rest Milking that many cows was scary ...Read the rest...

Between working in a woodshop and doing yardwork - he will learn how to clean...Read the rest...