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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508473" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Boss</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Boss keeps sporty girls, they say;<br>His belly's big with cheer.<br>He squanders in a single day<br>What I make in a year.<br>For I must toil with bloody sweat,<br>And body bent and scarred,<br>While my whole life-gain he could bet<br>Upon a single card.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By Boss is big and I am small;<br>I slave to keep him rich.<br>He'd look at me like scum and call<br>Me something of a bitch . . .<br>Ah no! he wouldn't use that phrase<br>To designate my mother:<br>Despite his high and mighty ways,<br>My Boss is my twin-brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Conceived were we in common joy<br>And born in common pain;<br>But while I was a brawny boy<br>My brother stole my brain.<br>As dumb was I as he was smart,<br>As blind as he could see;<br>And so it was, bang from the start<br>He got the best of me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm one of many in his pay;<br>From him I draw my dough;<br>But he would fire me right away<br>If he should hap to know<br>A week ago he passed me by;<br>I heard his wheezing breath,<br>And in his pouched and blood-shot eye<br>I saw, stark-staring - Death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has his women, cards and wine;<br>I have my beans and bread.<br>But oh, the last laugh will be mine<br>The day I hear he's dead.<br>Aye, though we shared a common womb<br>(I gloat to think of it)<br>Some day I'll stand beside his tomb<br>And loose my glob and . . . spit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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His belly's big with cheer.
He squanders in a single day
What I make in a year.
For I must toil with bloody sweat,
And body bent and scarred,
While my whole life-gain he could bet
Upon a single card.

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