My Dream Job
My Dream Job
My dream job is one I yearn for,
It will take four year to learn it.
It may take more to earn it.
I dream of being an Accountant.
I beam at the thought of working with numbers.
This job cannot be bought.
My mind throbs with excitement.
Accounting will never be the daily grind.
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