I Love My Job

I love my job, I love the pay.

I love it more and more each day.

I love my boss; he/she is the best.

I love his boss and all the rest.

I love my office and its location.

I hate to have to go on vacation.

I love my furniture, drab and gray,

And the paper that piles up every day.

I love my chair in my padded cell.

There’s nothing else I love so well.

I love to work among my peers.

I love their leers and jeers and sneers.

I love my computer and its software;

I hug it often though it don’t care.

I love each program and every file,

I try to understand once in a while.

I’m happy to be here, I am, I am;

I’m the happiest slave of my Uncle Sam.

I love this work; I love these chores.

I love the meetings with deadly bores.

I love my job-I’ll say it again.

I even love these friendly men,

These men who’ve come to visit today

In lovely white coats to take me away.

- Dr. Seuss