Finger Taps Break The Day Away
The boss lady sits all day eating,
Playing games on her phone,
Swirling her foot
And otherwise resistant to doing labor.
She owns the land,
I work it.
Do what she says,
Or it's find another place.
She swirls her foot,
Taps at a screen,
And is otherwise useless to a business –
She can't lift or carry anything,
She can't walk,
Nor does her mind seem to be functioning well.
I suppose that's why she has people working for her,
As the roof leaks
As the mice scutter in the walls,
“Did you make sure we had the yard mowed?
We need to make it look nice
For if anyone comes by.”
Wondering how she is capable of owning anything
She should retire,
Throw her punch card in,
And have someone else manage this
Catch the rodents in cages,
Do paper work:
I run the whole business for her,
But on paper.
La Mort et le Fossoyeur (Death and the Grave Digger) -- Carlos Schwabe