A professor of writing once told his class that a good project would be to write a sonnet every day for a year. It was absolutely impossible, he said, to write 365 bad sonnets in a row. I've always wondered if he was right.
Friday, April 03, 2009
#408: The Bright Side
Let's try to see the bright side: most work days
the sun comes up, and you have things to do.
Your idle hands are where the Devil plays,
and staying busy's known to breed virtue.
The code comes hard and steady all day long--
yeah, sure, it's not exciting, but so what?
It sure beats digging ditches, am I wrong?
You want to sell fast food? That's what I thought.
By now I've learned just what a sucker's game
it is, to seek fulfillment in your work.
Whether you smile or not, the pay's the same;
so cash the checks. Stop moping like a jerk.
Hell, twenty years from now you'll wonder why
you ever wanted more. And then you'll die.
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Labels:
Cubicle Sonnets,
Humor
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Bookmarked! You will find a few sonnet on my poetry blog Single Swingle.
Personal announcement!
My Poetry:
http://singleswingle.blogspot.com/
My Philosophy:
http://winmir.blogspot.com/
- Peter Ingestad, Sweden
Thanks for the comment! I'll definitely be checking out your sonnets. As to the philosophy...I'm afraid my Swedish is not up to snuff. ;)
Thanks again for stopping by! You're the first to comment since I started up again. If I had a prize, I'd send it to you. ;)
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