Sick To Death At Being Sick To Death Poem by Gordon David

I’ve had enough of having enough
With the Credit Crunch and all that stuff
A penny saved is a penny earned
A lot more lessons need to be learned

Sick and tired being sick and tired
Losing a job is like getting fired
A woman’s work may never be done
When she’s out on the town having fun

So worried at being so worried
A Murray should never be hurried
Failing to plan is planning to fail
Big city bankers going to jail

Don’t try to walk before you can crawl
The winner will always take it all
Empty vessels can make the most noise
Girls will be girls, and boys will be boys

Very boring being a big bore
History repeats itself once more
Got to stop letting sleeping dogs lie
Too many fingers, not enough pie