"Work" by Dr. Seuss

I Love My Job 
I love my job, I love the pay.
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss; he is the best.

I love his boss and all the rest. 
I love my office and its location.
I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and gray, and the paper that piles up every day.

I love my chair in my padded cell.
There's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers. 
I love their leers and jeers and sneers. 

I love my computer and its software;
I hug it often though it don't care.
I love each program and every file,
I try to understand once in a while. 

I'm happy to be here, I am, you see;
I'm the happiest slave of the Big B.
I love this work; I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores. 

I love my job-I'll say it again.
I even love these friendly men,
these men who've come to visit today
In lovely white coats to take me away.