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this poem concerns the bigotry sometimes encountered by the working mother. |
Woman’s World Sitting in this stuffy office Waiting for your interview Secretary sniffing Looking down her nose at you The filling out of endless forms Name, address and more Writing…In your own words What your qualifications are Why I’m a fully licensed chauffer I drive the kids back and forth to school I’m a recognised politician In my house they abide by every rule I hold a degree in nursing I heal my children when their sick I apply cold compresses To swollen ankles when there kicked I’m a celebrated chef Sausage, chips and beans All are in agreement I’m the master of cuisine As I sit here and reflect Of all I’m capable of I will stay where I’m appreciated You can stick your bloody job! |