Your Job

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    Your Job

    Take the time to listen before you speak.
    You may learn something from everyone you meet.
    Contol your mouth don't let it control you.
    It may lead you into a hole that you cannot slip through.
    You may think that your boss is a jerk or something of a pain.
    But it's only eight hours and you can with strain.
    So keep a leveled head and be calm and speak clear.
    And answer insults with a smile and they will soon realize that you are here to do a job and your job you do well, but in your mind it's O.K. to tell them all to go straight to hell!!!

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    PIMOTION’s Poems (7)

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