A tale of unemployment.
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Going on the fifth week today, last month my name was Faye
Today, it’s “Unemployed”, how strange you might say
When my telephone rings, I answer “Unemployed, what’s up?”
It makes the callers uncomfortable and they laugh, because it’s true
I am UNEMPLOYED
Unfortunately in today’s economy, next time it could be you
For several months, firms have been dropping folks from left to right;
And week to week I’d go to work keeping a lookout to hopefully
dodge the next bomb on site
But when word got out the Bush-recession had come
to roost at our company’s door; many scenarios were put in the air;
I knew from experience that last to come; first to go, seemed unfair…
Unless…
The firm realized that I was one of their best
employees that had the most experience to offer and extensive resume in my field;
would they do the right thing; and make me a deal?
Or, do the thing I dread,
Layoff! Fire! Downsize! Bang! You’re dead!
For they all mean only one thing to me
I AM UNEMPLOYED
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