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One Job... May Change My Life


It's too bad my  Dedication and Sophistication wouldn't cut it ,

they say I need the Education 

I say make it so that we can get it

Time passes by

Each hour becomes a year

Every minute is your hope increasing

Every second is the price adding up

then its time

Im not saying its bad

it's just Money I don't have..Money Im looking for...

that dream job

that one job

that will take care of you

for the rest of your life

your wife with benefits

the stimulus package

so even though the hours are still ticking for me

soon it will be time

for that one job

that may change my life

 

 

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