Friday, October 16, 2009

Poetry Break: Jobless Recovery

I'm told we are in recovery
They say life's getting better

But I don't have a steady job
And I hocked my dog's last sweater

I can't pay the bills
or plan a nice vacation

What money I earn provides no frills
And my mortgage doesn't qualify for modification.

I play the lottery but never win it,
so please shut up about this recovery
At least, until I'm in it ...

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