Hire Poems - Poems about Hire

The queen has all the power while foot soldiers goad the king though he maybe important the church ahead of hymn as too crusading bishops diagonally move to sing the knights gallant in battle before a fall within the castle's rabble- rousers encircled squares are ringed battles meant to topple towers to where the fight was hinged the territory taken with patience wearing thin when black on white...

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Yellow duck applied for the waitress job Should I hire her? Asked my pal Rob. Can she hold a tray? Not really, but she is an angry duck. And I don’t want to end up dead. Sure, hire her, I told him. Isn’t that why we hire most people?...

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Man, seldom a straightforward animal, Long lost in the deserts of weariness, Wants to flee from a life of denial, Wallows no less still in piles of warm ash, And feeling hurt, he nurses hidden strife, Busy harming the self his very own With some weird philosophy of life That plunges him in world to him...

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Unwanted for hire Minimal money desired I am gifted and hold a degree Posted it plainly, for all to read I'm Experienced in degrading deeds come spend a dime your inhibitions are freed I'll hear your heartaches, I'll hear your sin I'll speak to no one about where you have been Things that happen but...

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Before you hire that cleaner, Check their pockets for 3 things that will get your house cleaner. A wooden toothpick will get rid of the gunk that stops your taps being cleaner, A wooden oven skewer has a longer reach to make an oven cleaner, A tooth brush to work its magic to get clean even cleaner....

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I had a dream a scary dream. That I had a business Hot and sexy business. In my dream i owned a Modeling company For men In that dream I was not rich but ready for any anomaly I was my own fan. #1 and only fan One day had a chance a big one in this...

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I don’t know. So I don’t starve. So that I can subscribe to the 40 hour work week. So I can have my life in the hands of capitalist kings. Who have their lives in the hands of market gods. So that I can join the many that have good work ethic Which basically means being...

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Give me your liars your greedy your thieves you unlawful people of no principals and no ethics Of these I will hire the best...

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Fresh face Eager to please Gung-ho, great attitude Reminds us of how we once were Rookie...

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I’ve picked it up a hundred times yet dropped it just once more So I give up, the blasted thing can lay there on the floor And stepping out onto the porch I hit the ice and slipped As I walked back into the house I stubbed my toe and tripped While dancing round in pain I then collided with a table For when it...

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I am applying for the consultant position of Office Manager for which I will audition. I am undeniably qualified to deal with nitwits and idiots I will immediately classify as 'twits.' My solution to deal with those people is fair It may not be righteous, but I don't care. If your company is greedy to make money, it's ok with me. Just...

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In the economy of social grace I was losing in the great rat-race. No wealth could I accumulate I’d scarcely get a second date. My Wall Street stock was always down mere junk bonds of no great renown. I was not suave, I had no game the outcome always just the same: “I know I said that you were hired, I changed my mind,...

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Anything that you should or may desire, Name it and I'll provide best possible rendition. I love to use this gift of God for talking to the world, So please challenge me with your most wanted requests. I do fear nothing with that exception of never speaking again, Death may end it all yet my spirit's lips will always move. Where...

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You Know Love Lord...

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All bids are in; that sacred honor ...had a price. The profane sanctified; a flag became a calf of gold our highest office, sold. There, looking in the hollows for the substance of a dream, lurking, waiting for the light of reason, one Persephone to grace a hopeless cause for hope dies hard and sweet of taste and power would hearts inspire lest God forget this fulsome...

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