Dear god
Dear Jimmy
Dear whoever is listening
Please let me have this job
I can’t move shelves any more
I can’t take hearing a shoe size before a hello
I can’t take ladders
And boxes
And nit picky old ladies
Please may I have something better?
I’d like something better
Maybe something just a bit better
I wonder if it works?
Asking the something for something
Dear something
I really think you want to give me this job
I guess we’ll find out
Gods, I hate waiting.
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