Cleaners

D David Harris David Harris
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This poem is dedicated to all those who do cleaning of one sort or another. Some people look down at others for the jobs they do and if your one of them here is warning just for you. You may think you’re intelligent, but I don’t think you are. You may think you are smart, well, think again my friend. There are a lot of smarter people in jobs you may look down on. Remember the old saying never judge a book by its cover, that also applies to jobs people do. Some may only be there to keep the money coming in until the right job comes along. One day your boss retires and his job goes up for grabs. You sit there pretty smug, thinking that job will be yours. You apply and don’t get it. However, surprise, surprise they give it so someone you looked down upon. You maybe snooty and toffee nosed, but give it a year or two you may find yourself doing the job they used to do. So remember what I’m saying never look down on anyone no matter who they are. Because some day in the future they maybe looking down at you. 8 February 2008

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