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| 175. Flipping Burgers I yearn to once again Regain my splendor and riches But flipping burgers and dogs Is preferable to digging ditches My walls are filled with awards I have degrees up the ying yang Past bosses extol my virtues Of excellence they did once sang My resume floats with honors Varied experience do I possess Success would seem assured But my life is a complete mess The economy took my job Six figures is now my weight What the bill collectors didn’t take Went to taxes for the State Yet hope remains deep inside A quitter I’ll never be I still smile and do my best Success awaits for me |
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