If I Didn't Have A Day Job

If I didn’t have a day job

I’d need no good luck charm

I’d wake up every morning

Without that fucking alarm

I’d live a life of leisure

Feeling like the richest man

I’d get on out and see the world

And maybe finally get a tan

 

If I didn’t have a day job

Time would be of no concern

Spending hours with my fiancée

With nothing but hours to burn

More time for conversation

And more time to reflect

And, of course, most importantly

Perhaps more time for sex

 

If I didn’t have a day job

I’d write more everyday

Honing any skill I have

And maybe getting paid

Penning lines of poetry

And penning lines of prose

Penning the wonders of this world

And how much Twilight blows

 

If I didn’t have day job

I’d sit strumming my guitar

Realizing any song I write

Eclipses 30 Seconds To Mars

Yes, if I didn’t have a day job

My disposition would be so sunny

But I have a fucking day job

So here’s a gross dead bunny

[Via http://jamesdolata.wordpress.com]

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