The Shift Worker Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
The Shift Worker
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Fat, old dad
asleep again.
resting his chin
on his double chins.
Snoring, snorting,
loud retorting noises
not quite poised
for gentry.
Elementary I would say.
Goes to work
earns his pay
in shifts.
Inner time clock
working true.
Never misses
moving dates related
to his factory hours.
Ours at home
he's fat, old dad.
Sally Plumb
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
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