It’s the forth day <br />that I am at my new work <br />and the elevator is broken <br />just like my life <br />And I have to walk <br />to another entrance <br /> <br />The people are friendly, <br />but it’s a hell of a thing <br />to have only a contract <br />for a month.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-the-forth-day/
