Poetry: “My Paycheck Stinks” (from November 2008)

My paycheck stinks

It might as well be in invisible ink

It’s gone in a blink

Flushed down the toilet

Or lost in the sink

Gone down the drain

By working there what have I to gain?

All I got is a poverty-stain.

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