Saturday, December 3, 2022

the one day job at Hallmark

i get a job at the Hallmark
Greeting Card
factory,
writing new content for 
their sappy cards.
it doesn't go well.
they want happy, they want
poems that rhyme,
they want sugar coated
sentiments.
i get fired the first day after
after writing,
thanks for the worst ten
years of my life.
happy anniversary, Not.
i'm done.
don't turn around, because
karma's coming to bite
you on your big fat
yoga butt.
i suggested they put a picture
of a bulldozer
running over
a three-tiered wedding cake
on the front of the card,
but they said, no.
oh well, back to the job hunt.

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