At the School,
I serve so many-
So many masters a day.
The naughty and sensual
agent of the employer
with his vast hollow jaws
shallow, vulture eyes
at the girls that enroll
who join here to swell,
and pocket ever ready
to swallow all
that I would manage
to have my purse bulge
for my child's future.
I have to please this man
To keep my back free
from slaps and kicks of the
outraged public within campus
that shower often.
I have to please this man To keep my back free from slaps and kicks of the outraged public within campus that shower often. 10++++
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That man still continues there with the same job without any exception. I wish Darwin to work in his favour someday...no evolution at all. I have to please this man To keep my back free from slaps and kicks of the outraged public within campus that shower often. 10+++++
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At the School, I serve so many- So many masters a day. Lovely poem describing stark reality in the private job world. 10++++ Lopa
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