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The Recuitment Agent

Standing proud at 5ft tall

Looks like that bloke from The Fall

He span some decks with Phats & Small

Until the day he got the call

But now

Wow

He’s a recruitment agent

 

His suits sharp

His brogues dazzle

His tongue smoothes

The way for his tackle

Come sign with me yeah- we’ll have a ball

The best employers- i know ‘em all

The banks, the skanks, the shanks et al

The f#cker didn’t return my calls...

 

No

Nothing

Nada

Till one month later

I get an email about processing data

Hi its me from the agency

We spoke before about your cv

Something’s come in; are you still free

Yeah that’s groovy; I’ll see you at three

 

I sit listen to his spin

We both get paid hey hey- win win

Sat behind his smirky grin

Blinding reality slowly sinks in

Wow now- how to be him

Empty ticker and thicker skin

What monster does he keep within?

 

His bead of sweat somewhat revealing

His lies and ties now less appealing

I get up to leave, he’s pleading, squealing

 

I guarantee to get you placed

 

Cos his income is mainly commissioned based

At weekends he likes freebase

The scourge of the rat race

I’d love to punch him in the face

If I thought he had feelings

Nah sayanara lad

I’m leaving

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