Don Mulford , Idle Hands</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=40.htm>Don Mulford </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Idle Hands</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>When you're running short of money and your bank account is dry,<br>And you can't pay all your creditors, no matter how you try,<br>Don't just sit around and wonder. Now the milk is spilt, don't cry;<br>Get a job!<br>Don't borrow money to get by if you can't pay it back.<br>For getting deeper into debt won't keep you on the track.<br>You have to earn your own rewards to get the things you lack!<br>Find a job!<br>Don't imagine that a legacy will come to you one day;<br>Don't waste your cash on lotteries, no matter how you play.<br>For someone else will win it while your skies will still be gray!<br>Get a job!<br>No-one else owes you a living, you'll just have to earn your keep,<br>It is such a cruel, expensive world, success is never cheap,<br>But you'll improve your self-esteem in one enormous leap<br>If you get a job!<br>Now don't bemoan your lot in life, just seize what fate will send!<br>There's sure to be a rainbow waiting for you round the bend,<br>Maybe the pot of gold you find down at the rainbow's end,<br>Will be a job!</p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>